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Title | : | I See by My Outfit |
Author | : | Peter S. Beagle |
Book Format | : | Paperback |
Book Edition | : | Special Edition |
Pages | : | Pages: 238 pages |
Published | : | May 25th 2007 by Centro Books (first published 1965) |
Categories | : | Nonfiction. Travel. Autobiography. Memoir. Biography |
Peter S. Beagle
Paperback | Pages: 238 pages Rating: 4.1 | 373 Users | 54 Reviews
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In 1963, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. articulated his dream, JFK was assassinated, and zip codes were first introduced to the US. The world was monumentally changing and changing fast. But in the eyes of future fantasy author Peter Beagle and his best friend Phil, it wasn't changing fast enough. For these two twenty-something beatnik Jews from the Bronx, change was something you chased after night and day across the country on the trembling seat of a motor scooter.Specify Books Toward I See by My Outfit
Original Title: | I See by My Outfit |
ISBN: | 1933572078 (ISBN13: 9781933572079) |
Edition Language: | English |
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Ratings: 4.1 From 373 Users | 54 ReviewsWrite-Up Appertaining To Books I See by My Outfit
I read this for the first time, many years ago (late 70s-early 80s). When I searched for other books by this author I could only find A Fine and Private Place and The Last Unicorn, but I had limited resources for searching then, no internet!As a native of northwestern Ohio. My favorite line (forgive me for misquoting this, it really was a long time ago) was all the streets in Toledo/Maumee being named after Mad Anthony Wayne. There is only 1 street but it's a long one ;)What a blast from the past! I'd forgotten a time when you had to explain why you were growing a beard, and called people "dad" instead of "man." The best line in this book is still "Only dogs and escaped criminals walk in California." A lovely evocation of friendship, people met on the road, and the hopes of the vanished sixties.
This is really such a delightful romp! In the Afterword of the 2001 printing of the book, the author summarizes the book thus: "...a road book, an account of a cross-country journey on two small motor scooters by two New Yorkers in their early twenties; wise-ass Jewish artists both, utterly urban and Eastern, with absolutely no idea that the Rocky Mountains were that big, the Mojave Desert that wide. They camp out, they freeze, they get rained on, they have mechanical crises; they look up old
Perfect.
I read this as a kind of ethnography- a snapshot and layering of American landscape (physical and temporal), the road-trip, and the 60's. True to Beagle's voice and filled with the kind of sentimental, beautiful and bittersweet I expect from his novels. I wasn't expecting to enjoy it as much as I did-- the parts that stuck with me were perhaps not the parts the author intended-- I was struck by the antiquity of their travel gear, for example. I thought the section with the (probably) prostitute
A road trip of two best friends, to see about a girl. My favorite parts were when they took on the personas of something ridiculous to discuss something. The lone ranger and tonto, a general and his collective men...
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