In 1960, at age 58, John Steinbeck set out with his French
poodle, Charley, to rediscover the country he had been
writing about for so many years. Together they crossed
America from the northernmost tip of Maine to California's
Monterey peninsula, stopping to smell the grass, to see the
lights, and to hear the speech of the real America.
Steinbeck dined with truckers, encountered bears at
Yellowstone, and reflected on the American character, racial
hostility, and the unexpected kindness of strangers.
Lyrical, perceptive, and surprising, it's an indispensable
portrait of our national identity.