PrairyErth-
William Least Heat-Moon
To capture
the essence of a place; more than its history, its demography, or even its ‘feel’,
you must immerse yourself in it. You
must become the place itself so that you are IT, feeling what IT feels, being
what IT is. You must become one of ITs people. And all of these goals, every
one, is doomed to fail. For no matter
how long you live in that place, walk its roads, be among its people you are
never able to be IT, or THEM.
‘Walk a mile
in his moccasins’ we think Indians once said, and you can only then know his
pain or joy. William Least Heat Moon has
done more than walk where other moccasins have trod than any other I know. And I believe he would be the first to say, ‘Its
impossible.” But he, and I, must try.
I began to
mentally prepare, indeed, be called to and for this journey Mona and I are on,
by Moons first book, Blue Highways. I read his Quoz not long before we purchased FROG. Our first name for our coach was Quo, of the latin ‘Where?’ which I took
from the title Quoz, which means a strange,
indefinable something. And in my mind Frog is still Quo. Where next?
I just
finished reading the subject of this review and I am no closer to knowing how
to become the place and people we meet than he was at the end of all of his
books. What I do have, and he obviously
has, is the desire to try to learn, to attempt to know, what it meant to be fully
and truly in a place once, or be in that ‘other’ place now, which others
inhabit.
PrairyErth - by William Least Heat-Moon
PrairyErth,
an old concept word that means more than the words in correct modern English than
those two words could ever mean, is over 700 pages of being, living, experiencing
one county in the center of rolling hill plains Kansas. Chase County.
One of the most ignored of the most mundane counties of all the so-called
mundane state, yet absolutely chock full of history, drama, violence, love,
passion and every human emotion… just like every other county in every other one
of the American fifty states. Chase
County, Kansas, is each of us, but very much itself.
I started
reading it too late; just before we left the Colorado plains. And today we are on the eastern edge of
Arkansas preparing to move on east into Tennessee. But there is nothing I have
read that does not prepare me to see the next county, meet the next person,
attempt to become IT, or THEM, all over again.
Moon has walked
thousands of miles in others shoes so he could write of their journeys. For
some known but to God reason, I am called to do the same.
If you are similarly
called, you will learn at least better how to, and you will simply love the way
he instructs you, in any of William’s books.
But this one takes you deeper, more fully into IT than anything he or
another I have read. Read it to laugh, tear up, and wonder ‘why?’. Read it to
learn. But mostly read it for the sheer
pleasure of the walk.
Privileged
to share moccasins with the best of them…
*****-Ken