I love Dandelion Wine from Page One clear through to the end. Bradbury weaves a wonderful series of lives together into the life of a town over the course of a single summer, much of it told through the eyes of a twelve year old boy and his ten year old brother. Even though the story takes place in 1928, I found myself repeatedly reminded about my own childhood, and the summers my younger brother (also two years younger than I am) and I would spend outside, taking in the world around us and drinking as deeply from life as possible. Dandelion Wine reminds you what it’s like to be a child, and how you never truly know the lives that surround you each day.
It’s no wonder there’s a crater on the moon named after this book.
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