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This wasn't the book I expected it to be. I was ready for a book that would give me a quick answer to all my lawn question, but this isn't it. There is some work you need to do before you read this book. The major thing is find out the pH of your soil then go from there.

It is a lot of if you have A then do 1 and if you have B then do 2 answers. I was really expecting if you have fescue then do A, B & C and you will have a great lawn, but it isn't that easy.

It does make a good reference book after you do some work to find out a lot about your lawn and soil. I will put it on the shelf and when I see something strange I will consult the book but I don't think it is going to get a lot use.

This book is not for begninners, but for someone who already knows the basic stuff. The material is presented in a very ad-hoc manner. The chapters and subsections do not follow the standard "say what you are going to say - say - and say what you said" format. New concepts are thrown at you with no lead or introduction. But the material is there. So it is a good reference book. This book can use a good editor.

I really hate this map.
It does not have all teh areas of Atlanta.
I like the Rand Mcnally map coated with plastic one.
Dont buy this one.
It just doesnot have enough details.
Buy the Rand Mcnally plastic coated one.

Also dont buy Rand Mcnally paper map if you llive in Atlanta. It will get torn very soon.

Such Was The Season by Clarence Major is a part of the Voices of the South collection. It features Aunt Annie Eliza who tells the story about what happened the week her nephew Junebug, now Dr. Adam North, came to visit. He had not been to Atlanta since he was a teenager and Annie Eliza proudly lets everyone know he is now a doctor. Not only has he come to Atlanta to lecture at Emory College about his Sickle Cell research but to learn about his roots and to reacquaint himself with family members. During the week, all sort of things are happening. Annie Eliza's children are having problems, there is a big shakeup in Atlanta politics, a mysterious illness and a suicide. Annie Eliza finds herself in the middle of all this while Junebug appears to be oblivious to it all but just goes along on the adventures to make his aunt happy.

This story is narrated by Annie Eliza and has a folksy feel to it. It is just like she invited you in for a cup of coffee while she tells you what happened during the week Junebug stayed at her house. Annie Eliza remembers every detail of that week, down to what TV show she was watching, what commercial was showing to what outfit she wore to whatever event. If you ever sat and listened to stories told by your elders, you know when they get on a roll; they tell you a present tense story but have to go back into the past for it to make sense. Imagine getting all this information, pertinent or not, in a narrative; it makes for some intense reading. The characterizations were sometimes funny and usually right on point. By the time Annie Eliza finished with their story, you knew all about everyone, at least Annie Eliza's opinion of them. Hidden in all the narrative about the family is a mystery of which Annie Eliza vows to get to the bottom of. Overall, this was a good read.

Jeanette
APOOO BookClub

This book is a waste of paper. I don't think the person that wrote it realizes the importance of re-writes. Seems like she read one of those "How To Write A Novel" books and tried to write this book afterwards. Just plain bad. I'm surprised Amazon is even stocking it.

The Author,Podson, writes... a distracting, superfluous and boring book about the life of an amateur dancer who lost leg in vehicular accident. The book could have been inspirational and moving but it's just too badly written and in need of editing. I purchased the book because of the star rating ;but this is misleading. I am going to send it back to Amazon.com for a possible refund as I could not finish reading it.

Oy! On one hand, what can you say about a book that describes gay men as "young men who mimicked the act of love with their own kind," and portrays the newly disabled protagonist as determinedly uttering the words, "No more acting like a victim, no more thinking like a cripple, no more walking like an invalid. No more!" To call this book politically unaware would be a vast understatement. An amputee myself, I did, however, appreciate the descriptions of prosthetics, rehab, the Paralympics, and the strong rebuttal of the assumption that people with disabilities are tragic and impotent. However, it would have been a better novel if it had touched on the lives of all the people with disabilities who aren't athletic, white/Latino or middle-class. (And the NY dance world is strangely devoid of gay men - go figure!) I also found it poorly written, edited (I couldn't believe the punctuation!) and predictable. Still, I think it holds some value as a portrayal of an amputee's rise from self-hatred to success as a professional dancer, activist and teacher. I just wish the authors had been a little more concerned with avoiding the implication that the only good crip is an athletic crip, particularly if he's a straight, good-looking, middle-class Latino.

Is there any Southern writer that actually writes real-life, full length, humorous type stories anymore? Boyd has some talent, but I hate reading short columns over and over and over...write something with a little more "bulk" to it, please. You can do better than this.

This is a great book. If you were like me and grew up reading Boyd in the Macon Telegraph then you will like this book. I really don't know what that other guy was looking for when he said that the book was no good. Bottom line - This is a good book with good stories.

If there was ever a doubt that Dorsey Stancil was a biggot, this is the proof. While it is a good history, it shows his rascist views and pure malice against the black community. He proudly boasts his love for Fascism and Nazi-like attitudes. If you would like to waste your hard earned money on this example of contemporary Nazism, then be my guest. Those of you who are opposed to this sort of malicious attack on the African American community and the Jewish faith in general please protest this vile man's twisted views of the southern most states.

I'm not sure I read the same book as the previous reviewer, and feel compelled to offer a different view.

Vanishing Gwinnett is a pictorial history of life and times in Gwinnett County, Georgia, which has evolved to be part of the ever-increasing metropolitan Atlanta area. The book is primarily captioned historical photographs provided by state and local historical groups. Early century Gwinnett industry, families and others pictures of interest are shown. It's a typical local history picture book. Perhaps some would find the included photo of an early 1900's lynching offensive. It's not an attractive part of our past, but is historical nonetheless. Fascism and pro-Nazi beliefs? Sure didn't see any references to any of that in the book I saw.

If you have an interest in this areas local history, you will find the book interesting. I don't know the author, but the book is well put together and certainly not slanted in any direction.

After reading the other reviews on this board, I didn't know what to expect. People's own belief's seem to have colored their abilities to read this book from an objective point of view. As a black female, I have to say I enjoyed Gone With the Wind, because it is a good story. Regardless of my feelings about slavery and racism. When you cast aside any anger over slavery, anger because "the South lost", strange obsession with Gone With the Wind, etc., this book is merely an average little novel with some ironic plot twists.

The true story behind E. 's family history was hilarious to me! What a fantastic idea, and not so very far from the truth in some cases, I'd guess. There were many, many "blacks" in that era (and today) who looked "white", but were classified otherwise. So, it's entirely possible that some of the most important "white" figures in the U.S. today only became "white" when a great ancestor decided to "pass". If the children of the passing individual were never told the truth, then the current generation would never know. This particular twist made the entire book worth reading to me.

My one big thumbs down goes to the conclusion. I am still not sure who the parents of the Congressman's baby are? Cynara's actions were not well explained in this section.

Otherwise, I enjoyed this book and would recommend it to others. It's a fun read! People, let go of your anger and just enjoy some good old FICTION now and then.

Margaret Mitchell's "Gone With the Wind" was immensely popular, and, in its depiction of happy "darkies" devoted to "massa", immensely romanticized. Strangest of all is Mitchell's description of every slave on the plantation as coal black. Thanks to rampant sexual abuse of female slaves by white owners and overseers, slaves came in shade from ebony to ivory, but Mitchell apparently couldn't stomach the reality of miscegenation. In her parody of GWTW, "The Wind Done Gone", Alice Randall brings miscegenation to the reader up close and personal in the form of Cynara, the offspring of Gerald O'Hara ("Planter" in this book) and Mammy, whom Planter was happily dallying with while "Lady" (Ellen O'Hara) decorously pretended not to notice what was going on under her nose. Mammy is forced to give preference to "Other" (Scarlett) over her own child; she gets back at her owners by systematic infanticide of each male child "Lady" brings into the world (readers of GWTW will remember that three infant boys lay in the family graveyard, each bearing the name of Gerald O'Hara, Jr). Cynara is kindly treated by "Lady", oddly enough since "Lady" must know who her father is. Randall brings into her story some other well-known GWTW characters, notably the "Dreamy Gentleman" (who else but Ashley Wilkes), "Mealymouth" Melanie, and "R", Rhett Butler, whose affections Cynara alienates from "Other" and whom she ultimately abandons for one of her own.

Randall would have written a much better book if it had been told from the viewpoint of Mammy herself, or any of the other blacks from GWTW, especially one of the hundred unnamed field hands who occupied the lowest place on the totem pole; we might have felt all the indignity of their existence that Mitchell glossed over; we might have learned what it really meant to be a slave at Tara. But Randall was less interested in depth than in broad parody. In this she succeeded, but parody is often shallow by definition, and "The Wind Done Gone" is ultimately a shallow book. GWTW gave a romanticized and unrealistic picture of plantation slavery; "The Wind Done Gone" is equally unconvincing as a critique of the same institution. It's clever and well-written, but when all is said and done, Randall is putting us on rather than enlightening us. Overall, her book is a disappointment.

In Japan (where I live, long story) there is a thing called "doujinshi" which is a kind of underground comic book that fans and amateur artists create, parodying famous characters from anime, novels, you name it. They're sold at a big convention called the Comic Market in Tokyo twice a year. The books are a way for fans to show their devotion to the artwork and characters from the anime series the like, and explore with the characters (often with sexy results, and there are many sexual doujinshi and books that postulate male/male relationships between characters from Gundam, Pokemn, etc.). In Japan, the doujinshi are seen as parodies, and are not worried over by the copyright holders (except in the most extreme of circumstnaces), and in fact, the underground comic world of the doujinshi is one of the most creative you can find anywhere -- virtually all game, animation or manga companies draw their talent from the artists working in this field. That someone took this creative "doujinshi" type approach to explore a famous work from America does not surprise me, although I am disappointed at the ruckus it caused. Still, I believe that the corporate suits won't be able to stop this kind of thing from happening in the future. Go, creative people everywhere -- you are the greatest!

In the acknowledgments for Final Round, novelist William Bernhardt thanks his "golf experts, Richard T. McNeil and Frank Hurka" for their help and "priceless suggestions."

Obviously Richard and Frank have played a terrific practical joke on Mr. Bernhardt and the results are hilarious. I won't repeat all the golf errors and Masters Tournament idiocies that occur - just go to all the other one-star reviews below. But let me just cite one example of how Richard and Frank must have said, "Let's see just how much we can get away with."

At the start of the 4th round, with the protagonist Conner Cross in 4th place, Conner shoots the round of his life (an eagle on both the 17th and 18th hole being the highlights), then gives a half hour interview to the press while waiting for everyone else (14 players!) to finish, and then (wait, this is really good, ha-ha), goes to the locker room. And what did he do there? Hold on to your hats. "He changed into his street clothes and ambled upstairs to the bar."

I can hear Richard and Frank right now whispering to each other..."You think he ever heard about a tie? Or a playoff? Shhh, nah, don't tell him. See if he knows on his own..." And then, of course, is the rip-snorter of having all the pros waiting for one of the scoring officials to come in with a large white posterboard with the final scores so that everyone can find out where they finished. Whoo! That was the best yuck of all. I had to wipe the tears from my eyes. Rich and Frank, thumbs way up!!

I read one of Mr. Bernhardt's books before this one. Pretty good writing but concluded illogically. Same thing here with the murderer - straight out of left-field and about as satisfying as 4-putting a green. Fool me twice, shame on me. I won't be reading Mr. Bernhardt any more.

Death came so suddenley he didn't even have a chance to scream, All at once, the lights were out-as if someone had thrown a switch inside his brain. Blood and bits of flesh burst from the side of his head. He was dead before he hit the ground. The man standing over him had swung his golf clubin the darkness. This is one of the exiting part in Final Round. This is about a man named Conner Cross who tries to find out who killed his best friend John Mcree. As Coner looks he has been playing in the Masters Tournament at the Agusta National. He finds help along the way with his caddy Fitz and John Mcree's wife Jodie Mcree. This book is filled with mystery, and suspense throughout the whole book. Read more to find outwho the murderer is and how he does in the Masters Tornament.
I found this book very well written. I also reccomend this book for older youth and up and especially to people who love the game of golf. I also reccomend it because it is very easy to read and so is the style of writing. This book was a real page-turner, I could not stop reading it, and it talked about the men playing golf and choosing their clubsunlike other golf books do. This book was also filled with many suprises, when you thought who the murderer was it wasn't. The plot was un belivable to people who like golf, this is a book that you could read over and over again. The plot was just so easy to read and to understand. The plot also mixed mystery, suspense and the sport of golf into one and that's what made it such a great book.

John McCree and Conner Cross have been friends and golf pros for years and they're both playing in the Masters. Conner finds John's dead body in the sand trap at the eighteen hole. Grisly as the murder was, the game goes on. John's wife asks Conner to investigate, since the police don't seem to be getting anywhere, and then another body shows up.

This is a great five star story with nice humor. That said, it always bothers me when an author's fans get upset because the writer tried something new. I don't know why readers expect writers to keep churning out the same book again and again. So what if this one's a little different than Bernhardt's previous books. To that I say "Bravo," because anybody can steer along the safe road, it takes courage to take a different path.

Reviewed by Vesta Irene

There is a shortage of books on bulb gardening for Southern gardeners, however this book does little to remedy that shortage. Thad Howard's book reads like a textbook and is not user friendly for the recreational gardener. Basic information such as planting time and depth, soil preference, bloom time, and light needs is missing or scattered in the text. Howard focuses too much on bulb classifications and history and not enough on giving readers advice on how to pick bulbs that will be successful in their garden. Academics and those in the bulb business may enjoy this book, the average gardener will be disatisfied. If Howard wishes to sell more books he should at the least add a legend for each major bulb with basic information the gardener needs.