Another addition to my Arizona reading, Filaree is probably the book Laura Ingalls Wilder would have written if she was being absolutely truthful. This is an account of Marguerite Noble’s mother, Melissa Baker’s peripatetic life, trying to find the American Dream in the West. She lived to nearly a 100-she came to Arizona in a covered wagon, and a few years before she died, she had learnt to drive a car. The span of change she sees is dizzying. What’s also interesting to read is her fury at the unfairness of her life-having to put up with her wastrel of a husband, shouldering all the responsibilities of childcare, wanting birth control and not having access to it, and the back-breaking grind of trying to make the land work from you, when it’s so clearly not land suited to agriculture. You don’t have enough accounts ofhow women made life possible in the settlement/colonialism of the American West, and you don’t get too many narratives of the anger of women at being confined to the domestic sphere at all-Ma, in Laura Ingalls Wilder’s books, is a long-suffering saint, though Laura does display some subversively feminist
views. This is a book that shows you just how difficult it is to make a living off the land, with Melissa’s husband finally abandoning them altogether, and the book takes you through Melissa keeping herfamily together, educating her children, and continuing to scrape a living from various odd jobs-all the while fending off possible sexual assault, exhaustion, illness. She has a stint at California too, among the fruit-pickers, and the descriptions make her physical distress leap off the page. I could have done without her racism-this is one of those instances where it feels like the author’s own views being aired and not just her mother’s, which is uncomfortable. Also unlike Laura Ingalls Wilder, who does not have progressive views about the dispossession of Native Americans, still has them in the books and it’s very clear they’re being unfairly deprived of their homes, there’s no mention at all of the original dwellers of the land, something I found quite odd. I’m glad I read this though-a compelling account of a survivor and how the West wasn’t won- it was struggled through!