Friday, August 27, 2010
This book was amazing to me in the fact that it told two very unique stories from the begining and by the end, had woven them together nearly seemlessly. To me, that is a credit to the Creator that brought these two individuals together.
Denver Moore, a poor black man from Louisiana, came up in the 1960's and was raised on a sharecropping plantation. He speaks candidly about the Man and the injustices occurred, but he does so with an innocence that is still reminiscent of the boy who "didn't know no better" as Denver says himself.
Denver finally breaks away from the chains of bondage known as sharecropping and hops a freight train across the country, ended up in a few different spots, before staying in Fort Worth, TX.
Ron Hall, by comparison, is, in many ways, the grandson of the Man on a different sharecropping plantation. Unbeknownst to Ron it will come to haunt a bit later in life, but as a boy, it is merely a fact of life for him and there is really no wrong perceived in it.
Denver comes into his own among the Fort Worth homeless and develops quite the reputation as a man not to be messed with. Ron, on the other hand, goes to college and begins an entrepenureally enterprise as an Art dealer.
These two men come to brought into each other life by Deborah Hall, Ron's college sweetheart and wife. Debbie becomes an amazing catalyst for change and these two men develop an amazing bond and friendship over time due to her persistence.
When Debbie dies, things seem uncertain to both of them. And true to form, Mrs. Hall shows up to take care of this as well. As your read the book at this point, you begin to understand that where the words end, the story is truly only begining.