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A review by rainbowbookworm
Through the Groves by Anne Hull
4.0
I want to thank the publisher as I received ARCs for both the printed and the audiobook version. I started reading the digital ARC but switched to the audiobook once that was available and boy am I glad I did.
As a relatively new transplant to Florida, it's hard to picture the word Hull describes in this book. In the short time I've been here urban sprawl has been disgusting and it was interesting to harken back to a time when Florida was mostly rural. Not that everything was peachy--or should I say citrusy?--then.
Through a child's eyes we see how her father, a pesticide salesman, contributed to the declined health of his customers; we see how orange grove owners used to be king; but we also see how some of the bigger problems facing Florida today were beginning to take root.
Hull's mother and grandmother were both formidable figures in their own right and feature prominently in the narrative once Hull's father is out of the picture. As does the city of St. Petersburg, a city I've come to love, but wish I knew then.
I'm not really sure I would have finished the printed book, but I always love a memoir read by the author so that made the journey more comforting and enjoyable for me. My only complaint, which is a frequent complaint of mine is that the book did not delve enough into being a lesbian during these times.
As a relatively new transplant to Florida, it's hard to picture the word Hull describes in this book. In the short time I've been here urban sprawl has been disgusting and it was interesting to harken back to a time when Florida was mostly rural. Not that everything was peachy--or should I say citrusy?--then.
Through a child's eyes we see how her father, a pesticide salesman, contributed to the declined health of his customers; we see how orange grove owners used to be king; but we also see how some of the bigger problems facing Florida today were beginning to take root.
Hull's mother and grandmother were both formidable figures in their own right and feature prominently in the narrative once Hull's father is out of the picture. As does the city of St. Petersburg, a city I've come to love, but wish I knew then.
I'm not really sure I would have finished the printed book, but I always love a memoir read by the author so that made the journey more comforting and enjoyable for me. My only complaint, which is a frequent complaint of mine is that the book did not delve enough into being a lesbian during these times.