In reading USFS 1919 the ranger the cook and the hole in the sky, I found a lot of detail and description in the book. However the content itself did not really interest me, but the detail the author used seemed to paint a picture in my head and would suck me into the scene. I always felt like I was there standing next to the main character, in a way I almost felt like I was a friend in which he was confiding his thoughts and secrets too.
At first I didn't want to pick up the book because it was about a guy who worked for the national forest service, but once i picked up the book, I found that it had drawn me in and at one point I found that I could not set the book down. I love the detail, the author is always using great detail to set a background and describe the charaters he interacts with along the way, and you start to feel that you know them, and how they are going to react in a different situation.
One of the most interesting ccharacters for me to read about in this book was the cook, because at first you think he is a bit snobish and could posibly be hidding something, like the fact that he is no good at poker and is an utter failure because he refuses to play poker with the guys he works with. I found the cook to get more mystierous when the main character of the book offers to help the cook finish drying the dishes, because he cannot stand to play another round of cribiage with Bill. "he jurked away the towel I was reaching for. In his canvas shoes, he rose on his toes, sank back on his heels, and rose again. Until this time I hadn't been old enough to realize that you can't hate a guy without expecting him to return the compliment. Up to now, I thought you could hate somebody as if it were your own business. "How many times do I have to tell you-- I don't play cards against guys I work with." The cards way rejected in my hand. He rolled the towel in a wad and threw it on the dishrack. "Here, give me those cards," he said, and grabbed them out of my hand and sat down at the table and began to shuffle. The cards seemed to burst into flames. He sead, "sit down," and I obeyed, with my hand still open where the cards had been. then he did two things. First he flashed through the cards andn pocked out the four aces. Then he stuck them in the pack. Then he asked me to cut the deck. Then he dealt out hands to Bill, me, and himself. "Turn them over," he said to me. Mine was just a hand. So was Bill's In his hand were all four aces."
This made the cook stand out to me more as possibly a bad guy, cause you could tell he had a past by the way he played the game. I like in the end how the main character finds it in his heart to help out the cook, even thought he hated him. Altogether this was not a bad book, I found the ending satisfying to the point where I am not wondering what happened next. It was a chapter in his life that came to an end and told me to go and live in my life and make my own life story.
Great observations!
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