The author was a neighbor and friend of my parents in Red Lodge, MT, and somehow related to a classmate of mine, too. So I'm a little biased, but if you know me, I don't care who you are if I don't like your book. This one was excellent. My parents had raved about it but also I took that with a grain of salt. When packing my mom's books for her to move to Albq, I snagged this from her shelves and recently relished its every page. Ferguson is poetic and empathetic and a wilderness guy, and writes of the areas I know or knew when I lived there, and also the people. The parts about Chad M. who killed the handsome black wolf on a hillside outside Red Lodge were such snapshots of the people I grew up around. Ferguson captures the controversy of love vs hate of the mysterious wolves, and tells their story fairly. He loves the wolves, and so do I. May they howl on forever.