I picked up this book because I wanted to like the town of Denison, and yet I didn't. My first time through, as a fan of "It's a Wonderful Life," I was disappointed at how disinterested the town was in its star, Donna Reed. My second time through was a poor business week, coupled by a cellular dead zone. I'd tried twice to like Denison and it didn't work either time.
Maharidge's book, while not making me fall in love with the town, softened greatly my understanding of what Denison was, is, and is going through. I have a hankering to give Denison one more try...perhaps. Through his story telling, he showed why Reed is so muted, and even why there's a "dead zone," not for cell phones alone, but for other matters.
Maharidge's writing style was for the most part congenial and entertaining, though at times a bit raw. He showed people for who they were, as the cliche goes, "warts and all." His politics is obviously more left of mine, but it wasn't an agenda that distracted from the story.
There were a couple stylistic changes in the book I found distracting. Most of the time his writing was narrative of a man living in the town, but on occasion he wrote about himself in the third person, and I couldn't tell why. He also began the book with a broader historic event that I don't think he ever tied into the more specific story of Denison, except in chapter title allusions.
In addition to having a more sympathetic appreciation for Denison now, Maharidge also succeeded in earning my appreciation for him as a writer. I will keep my eye open for other works by him; I'd be interested in what he has to say.