How does relentlessly and certifiably cementing together collapsed freeways, splintering telephone polls, riverbed rocks, discarded Feather River mineshaft beams, neighbors’ ketchup bottles, and junk become a book about leadership, wisdom, and ethics?
Is this a phunny or serious book?
Is it an old-fashioned template, camouflaged by stunts, whimsy, adventures, and childish beliefs that grows bigger, wiser people?
Can pulling callous-building ropes, wrestling with thingamajigs, and raising barns build community and enlightened public and personal policies?
Come inside and discover.
But bear in mind Rubelia’s ghastly regulatory spirit.
"Safety’s third… Hard work’s phun…"
And beware of Good Witch Friezner’s ghostly rules.
"Be Nice… Take off your shoes…"