If you're old enough, you'll remember this innocent time. If you're young enough, you may be lucky enough to be living it now.
The book is a little like "Our Town" but with younger characters and a more affluent setting: a bayside resort. Vacation summers are spent at the beach cottages overlooking the water. The main subject is boys and girls, crushes, "who likes who," but there are also scary moments, and horror elements like an ancient curse, and the legendary figure of Old Ben, "the collector," whose "collection" is rumored to consist of young boys cocooned in the basement.
The book has a breezy prose style with the strong, sweet smell of authenticity. If the author didn't live this story himself, down to the details, I would be surprised. Much of it felt very familiar to me as a child of the 50s and 60s. Besides young love, I recognized "getting away with stuff," riding bikes all over town--generally a sense of freedom and a vast, free, and lengthy journey ahead, filled with excitement. There's a strong sense of family here, too, brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, which I appreciated--young adult literature sometimes leaves that out altogether. And it's the beginnings of separation from that family environment that offers the most excitement and peril.
Bobby Slater himself is a terrific character, and I wanted the best for him.
I enjoyed the book because it's close to home, but it does require some patience if you like a tight, strong plot. Despite the horror elements, this is no thriller or action story but more of a lyric poem, essay, and social history of a particular time and place. And a thoroughly pleasant place to visit, thanks to the writer, whether it matches your experience or not.