Synopsis: He loves cars – she loves him - they love life together. But their life is changing fast – too fast. The man inside the man – Jake - wants freedom, excitement and danger. The woman inside the woman – Mary Lou - wants peace, happiness and security. The tried and true ways they learned growing up are melting away, as the whole world around them begins to morph their lifestyle with new, surprising turns. Fun, sex, success, pride, infidelity, disappointment – they all happen as Jake and Mary Lou’s small town turns into a little city, and their family grows to watch the way of the South become more like the way of the Yankees. It all happens between the two world wars.
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Novel by Henry Jordan
This is a book about a small town morphing into a small city during the time period between the two World Wars. It is the story of a family and its episodes of joy, despair, predudice, romance, disappointment, coping with a changing lifestyle. The Model A Ford figures prominently in the book, as well as insights into Southern Life vs. Yankees.
He was just on his way to work. He could set his own working hours now in his new job as an automobile salesman because he worked on commission only. Before he passed her house, he had been thinking about the shiny new Model A Ford demonstrator he would get this week. Mr. Moses had promised him the next roadster to roll off the railroad car when the new shipment arrived at the depot Friday, direct from Detroit.
It was almost ten o’clock on a Tuesday morning in late June. The hot rays of the summer sun were softened by the leaves of the large mimosa tree in the front yard. Nature’s yellow fireball in the sky was directing its revealing radiation right through the screen in the front door. Filtered light fell gently across her face as she looked out, watching the handsome young man walking along the sidewalk. Jake Johnson saw her and turned his head smartly to the left, flashing his best big smile. Inside Jake’s mind, the sunlight turned her honey blonde hair into angel’s hair, as he continued to strut westward along East Main Street toward the business section of Oakswood.
Jake’s blood rushed as he watched the shimmering strands of hair move like waves of summer grass in the breeze when she tilted her head ever so slightly behind the screen door. All thoughts of automobiles were instantly drained from his mind.
“Good morning Miss Beautiful; your hair is lovely in the sunlight,” he said in a loud voice as he tipped his yellow straw hat and bowed his head ever so slightly.
“Go to the devil!” the seventeen year old responded, and whirled around to retreat farther inside the house into the shadows out of his sight. But she smiled to herself and felt a warm surge through her body as her youthful bosom heaved gently.