Mountain City

By the end of Gregory Martin''s unsentimental but affecting memoir only thirty-one people live in remote Mountain City Nevada and none of them are children. The town''s abandoned mines are testimony to the cycle of promise exploitation abandonment and attrition that has been the repeated story of the West. Yet the comings and goings at Tremewan''s the general store Martin''s family has run for more than forty years reveal a remarkably vibrant community that includes salty widows Native Americans from a nearby reservation and a number of Martin''s deeply idiosyncratic Basque-descended relatives. Martin observes them as they persist in a difficult but rewarding existence and celebrates with neither pity nor regret the large and small dramas of their lives and their stubborn attachment to a place that seems likely to disappear in his lifetime.