Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, nothing will go right. In Richard Mason's debut book, The Red Scarf he pens his memoirs of his life as an 11-year-old where his best intentions got him nothing but trouble.
Mason says that he decided to take Studs Terkel's advice to "write remembrances." (Well, he didn't actually get Studs' name right, but it was obvious whom he meant.) While he may have embellished on life in the mid-40s in southwest Arkansas, the book does read like a slice-of-life out of a bygone era.
The Richard of the story tells us his story through a series of dated journal entries, though his writing is all in the vernacular of the region and time. It’s the type of writing that his English teacher might have been horrified at, but for the adult Mason becomes an appropriate literary device to capture the time and setting. Unfortunately, this sometimes causes the prose to become bloated and uncomfortable to read. Mason also has a tendency to weigh the story down with unnecessary detail. It’s as if he wanted to include everything he could possibly remember, whether it furthered the story or not.
Richard reminds the reader of a kinder, more innocent Tom Sawyer. He lacks the iconic boy’s cleverness and shrewdness, but he has no end of schemes that he’s willing to drag his best friend into. His main goal is to raise enough money to buy a red scarf for the girl he’s sweet on. He tries trapping animals, running errands, and even catching criminals. Instead, he stumbles into one disaster after another, some of them frightening, most of them hilarious.
One of the most touching elements of the book is his relationship with “Uncle Hugh,” a old black man whom he and his friend try to help. Their life and his is transformed through the relationship and the boys learn a valuable lesson that is unexpected from a novel set in the deep South during World War II. If Mason is trying to show that not everyone in the South was racist and filled with hatred, he does it with subtlety and beauty.
There is violence in the book and it comes from the rough-handed workers who drink too much and then get into fights. The boys have a fascination with fights and do everything they can to witness them, though when they get caught up in one, their opinions start to change.
The 155-page novel has many enjoyable moments that are great fun to read. It's sometimes slow going because the writing style is often less engaging than the story that is being told.
While it's not a book that I would re-read, I’m glad that I read it once simply because of the story’s charm and redeeming story line.