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Insightful
Astounding"Rita stares at the glints, and all of a sudden telescopes: sees herself clear as day a pubescent girl waking early in the morning, sun pouring in. She lies on her side and looks at her arm where the sun strikes the golden hair, makes little glints and sparks, is there too much hair? She wonders, do I look like a gorilla? Rita stares at her arm trying to see it the way a boy will, will he find it attractive, is it too thin, bony, oddly shaped, soft enough?, she runs her fingers around her elbow, is my arm beautiful, what will he think? Rita studies the premiere lesson of pubescent girls: not How do I see? But How do I look?"
A brilliant, passionate, incisive book

A Family Story RetoldThis diary is based on the author's family, the Rodgers, and was an interesting and treasuring contribution to the series. Although I would recommend Love Thy Neighbor more out of the two new books, this diary was still very good, very unique, and worth you time.
Land of the buffalo bones
A good new Dear America book.

Uneven, but worthwhile.
A contemporary voice with word tone poems of the west.Calling Romtvedt's experiences "essays" is appropriate. They are separate stories...but more than merely stories. They appear to be unrealated chapters, but the thread that weaves throughout is an understanding and appreciation of living in the west. Those who live, or have lived in Wyoming and the west (and we mean LIVED in the west, not just had a residence there), will share the kindred spirit of which Romtvedt writes.
Often, when reading these essays, we had to put the book down momentarily to absorb the words, and the experiences behind the words. The words paint pictures of the landscape, the heritage, and contemporary life near Buffalo, Wyoming. Romtvedt allows us to peer into his very personal thoughts and experiences. He lets us know that there is beauty in the "mundane", for what we may first perceive as mundane can been experienced on so many levels. The only limitations to our experiences are those we impose upon ourselves. In Windmill, Romtvedt shows us that it is possible to experience the beauty of the west through something as common as a windmill, as distant as the thunder rolling across the plains and as close as ourselves.
Through this book, we are able to experience the beauty of simple words and the complexity of the west. Romtvedt draws us into his world and shows us how easy it is to open ourselves to an awareness of life around us. Whether intended or not, he almost seems to defy us NOT to increase our awareness as we share his awareness of his world.
Occasionally, the pictures painted by the words are enhanced with charcoal drawing (or pencil drawings) by Gregory Truett Smith. Those pages don't detract from the word pictures, but rather make us wish there were more of them.
The following passage from the book shows the beauty and meaning of simple things:
"One June night as I was coming down out of the Bighorns with my friend John Lane, we saw a light we didn't recognize off to the northeast. UFOs maybe, or a giant city that had been built in our two-week absence from civilization. We stopped our truck and got out. In the stillness, we saw the Northern Lights - long shimmering bands of yellow and white pouring down from the top of the world, then racing back up.
We stared. After a few minutes, we heard the rumbling of thunder from the southeast, and, turning, we saw lightning - jagged fierce bolts, some running up and down, some back and forth across the sky. We turned from one light to the other.
Next came singing. It wasn't the long howling singing of wolves - the last Bighorn wolf was shot in 1939. Rather, it was the singing of coyotes - short bright yips very close to laughter. There were so many singers that the song took on a quality that seemed familiar, human.
Sheep need to be protected from coyotes but I can't help but feel sympathy for the clever dog. Coyote will find a way around every impediment - traps, poisons, guns, trucks, snowmobiles, airplanes. When night falls, no matter how hard the day, Coyote begins to sing. Coyote's song is 'We are here; it is now'."
Romtvedt's words are simple. They invite us to share personal experiences. They invite us to be open to personal experiences of our own. The book quotes poet Lew Welch when he made an observation to a friend:
"...to the mountains the trees are just passing through".
This not only shows us OUR place; but shows how important it is for we mere mortals to appreciate our place in the world around us. Romtvedt expresses that appreciation. He shows us how simple that complex appreciation can be...and, in many ways...how vital it is for us to cultivate that appreciation.
If the contemporary west has a voice, it may be the voice of David Romtvedt. If it is not HIS voice, "Windmill. Essays from Four Mile Ranch" shows us that, without a doubt, he HEARS that voice.
The Wyoming Companion
Conveys a sense of place and simple wisdom.

Well rounded illustrated book for kids...-- Greg Burns
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-- Editor, The GlenCoin News, ... (pending)
For Gifted Children

Salas Delivers Hard Hitting Bio
Important, moving tale of brotherly love and drug addiction

Thought-provoking and superbly edited.
Covers a wide variety of topics

Maintaining the status quo...
A classic work on the Brewster BuffaloThis work covers all of the operators (US Navy, USAAF, Finland, Belgium, RAF, RAAF, Royal Navy and Dutch East Indies) as well as captured aircraft flown in Japan and Germany, and the development of the Buffalo.
This book is good value, highly informative and is the best book on this aircraft so far produced. I recomend it highly.


Short but sweet.
Need buffalo/bison information?

Excellent description of a tragic disaster in West Va.
An excellent description of the disaster and its' effects
Sociology must

This is America
A touching story about a truly American place
A battered queen
When one of their own is struck down in a hit and run motor cycle accident, the women of Heartbreak Hotel suddenly come under attack by the town government who wants to shut them down. The story is set mainly around these women holing up together and dealing with this 'attack'. These scenes are interesting as they present the women of Heartbreak Hotel working togehter, playing together, and fight together (and with each other).
The women themselves bring to mind Jungian archetypes. You get to meet an ex-nun (who may have left the monastery in body, but not necessarily in spirit), an ex-cop whose been thrown off the force and is very busy being pissed with everyone around her, a language genius who thinks in seven languages at a time, a woman so comfortable with her sexuality that she has little care for who hears her vibrator running, a wife/mother on the run from her family who is ate up with guilt for abandoning her husband and children, and a hunchback woman named Quasi (no kidding) who says not a word, but brings them all together.
This book is really great and often funny. There are many insights into the conflicting emotions that women have about themselves, other women, and the world around them. While the feminist movement may be beyond it's prime, from this book it is clear that there is much to be done, and that most of it needs to take place not within society, but within the hearts and minds of women.
Which brings me to the one point that I didn't like about this book. Like so much feminist literature, the author of Heartbreak Hotel seems to take the line that women should be accountable only to themselves. That what a woman wants, is what a woman should have, regardless of whether it is right or wrong, regardless of what her responsibilities are, be damned who gets hurt.
While I want women to be liberated from our patriarchal society, I just can't agree with that. Wrong will still be wrong. And as unpopular as it is to say in this day and age, people (women included) have responsibilities that need to be fulfilled whether they like it or not, whether it feels good or not. When this is recognized by the broader feminist culture is when feminism will move from it's current stage (rebellious teenager) to where it can be (glorious, mature womanhood).