As readers of my reviews know well, I like to start a review with the story of how I came upon a given book. This story is more of a confession… and I think the statute of limitations has expired on it, so I’ll just be honest about it. This was a book I was supposed to have read for a college class I took probably five years ago. It was, perhaps, my favorite class of my entire college career and if you know me, you’ll know why. I took “The History of Pittsburgh” with Dr. Carmen DiCiccio. I absolutely love my hometown and am proud to no end of our history, our story, our people, and our potential. I liked the professor almost as much as I loved the class. He is a brilliant, eccentric, hilarious, scholarly man and I try to visit him at least once or twice a year, to this day.
As assigned, I started to read this book for class, but given my slow pace of reading, as well as the pace of this book, the demands of my other classes, and of course, working full time, tackling this book wasn’t in the cards… at least not in its entirety. I picked through bits of it, at least well enough to get an A in the class. It wasn’t an easy A, either. Carmen doesn’t hand out A’s. Students have to earn them, but I digress.
This book has been sitting on my shelf for at least five years, almost taunting me to read it, so I figured, hey, no time like the present. The author’s self-diagnosed approach to the telling of this story is, rather than make it a tired recitation of facts and dates, Baldwin aims to present a coherent, flowing story to improve the reading experience.
I apologize in advance for parroting my last book review, but here it comes: I would love to tell you that this is a galloping, exciting race through the people and adventures that turned Pittsburgh from a burnt out fort abandoned by the French, into the industrial dynamo that it was, during the Civil War.
I would love to, but I can’t do it without lying through my teeth. There are a few reasons for this, one of which I cannot assign blame to Baldwin. This book was published in 1937. I take it from this reading experience that people today simply don’t write the way they used to in 1937. The read itself is painful, even outside of how the information is organized.
Speaking of organization, that is another source of pain. Baldwin does break the book up into chapters, but the book isn’t even neatly organized within that structure. Baldwin breaks up concepts into mini-segments, so, for example, the history of newspapers over a few decades may appear on a few pages, and then the history of newspapers breaks out again over a few pages, several chapters later.
That’s not even my biggest problem with this book. Certain topics are explained more coherently than others. For example, one hole in my knowledge of American history is the Whiskey Rebellion and after reading the relevant passage, I still don’t know much about it. In fact, I was mostly through the section before I even realized it -was- about the Whiskey Rebellion. In fact, nowhere is the phrase Whiskey Rebellion even mentioned, to my recollection. The chapter that discusses it is called, “Tom the Tinker Comes to Town”. I later learned that Tom the Tinker is closely associated with the Whiskey Rebellion, but if you didn’t know that going in, it wasn’t going to be an obvious reference. Even once I figured out the chapter’s topic, it was a difficult read and the story of the Whiskey Rebellion was largely inaccessible.
For his initial statement that the book would not be a recitation of lists, on occasion, he can’t help himself and the end result is rote boredom.
As an alleged adult, I feel a little guilty about my next complaint and that’s that the book could have benefited mightily from some illustrations. There are two maps at the end of the book that give some frame of reference, but as Baldwin describes certain things, visuals would have helped information sink in, immensely. I’m a fourth generation Pittsburgh on one side of my family and I still have no idea about some of the landmarks he described.
All in all, it’s a painful read. The disconcerting part is that Professor DiCiccio said that, of our assigned reading, a different book would be the most challenging read. That one also sits on my bookshelf, where I imagine it will remain for some time. Would I read this book again? If someone threatened me, maybe. I have to wonder about Dr. DiCiccio’s motivation for assigning this book. I sincerely hope there are better books on the subject that are more engaging and ultimately, informative. I may poke around in the future to see if I can find such a book. I’ll report back, should I find one.
I grant this book three stars out of 10.