12 year old Douglas Spalding recalls the summer of 1928. A summer of final trolley rides, danelion wine, best friends moving away, new sneakers, reading by firefly light, a serial killer, old people that were never children, a wax witch, grandma's great dinners, a happiness machine and much, much more. I love the way Bradbury describes small town America. Recommended. ( )

No one evokes images like Ray Bradbury. A trip back into a small-town summer of '28 as only Bradbury can bring it to life. ( )

A favorite. I see Ray sometimes in connection with my work, and this book embodies the love of life that Ray still exhibits in his 80's.

The opening couple of pages are brilliant. The entire novel is magical. ( )

I liken the poetical writings of Bradbury to F. Scott Fitzgerald. I liked this book, but perhaps more than the actual story, I enjoyed the way it read. It was dated for me, but I don't mind going back to a more simple time. My formidable years, unlike Douglas, were spent in the 70s. And they were good years, despite the reputation. Parents didn't have to worry about their children being snatched up in their own yards by lunatics. While I rate this book with a high 4 and a half stars, and really enjoy what goes on here, for this type of story I put a couple of others ahead, at five stars. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee and Boy's Life by Robert McCammon. And perhaps The Power of One by Bryce Courtenay. I never get tired of these types of books. Thanks, Mr. Bradbury, for endless hours of entertainment. ( )