There seems to be no official confirmation available anywhere as to whether Cool Beth & Rachel's adventures occurred on SEPTA (South Eastern Pennsylvania Transportation Authority), but due partially to my own biased desires to identify with a beautifully written memoir (I have spent more hours than I care to admit to struggling with the daily pain of SEPTA) as well as data supporting my claim (SEPTA hosting a signing event with Rachel Simon, we are sure Simon lives/attended university in the area (Bryn Mawr on The Main Line), the text mentions Beth being "in the suburbs" of Philadelphia, vaguely mentioning a distance of around an "hour", which SEPTA service encompasses. It should be noted, however, that my not-so-ideal experiences on SEPTA are not quite the perfect comparison, as Beth always chose the unpopulated routes, which is nearly impossible near the center of the city, where I was. The drivers I met on typical routes showed no capacity to be understanding, let alone have the time to accommodate an individual with mental retardation. Then again, Beth did also have her share of less than nice individuals; Simon specifically clarifies how she hand chose her mentors. The few experiences I had on SEPTA in the suburbs were immediately much more easily recognizable as an education-fostering, fun, understanding environment as Simon describes.
This being said, I did love this account of a (minor) mental retardation sufferer; although using that phrase seems non requiter in Beth's situation, as well as she has accepted her situation, adapting with flying colors. It seem natural to name Cool Beth as the protagonist here, but I disagree. Beth has lived her life this way for some time; it is Rachel whom learns so much through her year with her sister, Rachel whom is changed, makes grandeur changes in her own life as a result, Rachel whom learns the most unexpected lessons from the least likely of places. So what does she learn? She learns about life. That the simple things are what matter. That a career is not everything. That it is your interpersonal relationships in this lifetime that have the most value. That happiness is really very simple: to love and be loved.
And in a way, ignorance is bliss. Like Rachel, I am an overachiever; with the highest of expectations, my own worst enemy. Sometimes, we can learn from those less ambitious, maybe even less intelligent. If they can be happy, why can't we? What benefit is such status, career, ingenuity, etc. if one refuses to be happy, to be satisfied with what they have?