The novel is a young man's recollection, and as such it's exceptional. In other words, it's good, and here it is in an edition that delves even deeper into that young man's sustaining romantic obsession.
I met Frank Woodruff Buckles on a chilly March afternoon in 2007 at his farmhouse in Charles Town, W.Va. He was a mere 106 years old back then.
The l...