This powerful little novel was not quite finished when the author died at the age of 46. It evokes the lovely South of his childhood in Knoxville, Tennessee, in 1915-16. Most of the story is seen through the eyes of 6-year-old Rufus, who weighs the differences between his parents (a rural, nonreligious father and an urban Catholic mother), and tries to understand the ramifications when his beloved father is killed in a car crash during a pointless errand. This lyrical, deeply felt but unsentimental novel won the Pulitzer Prize in 1958.
The review of this Book prepared by David Loftus