{"id":29856,"date":"2022-10-03T16:02:18","date_gmt":"2022-10-03T20:02:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/?p=29856"},"modified":"2022-10-03T16:02:18","modified_gmt":"2022-10-03T20:02:18","slug":"thomas-mcguane-take-half-leave-half","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2022\/10\/03\/thomas-mcguane-take-half-leave-half\/","title":{"rendered":"Thomas McGuane: “Take Half, Leave Half”"},"content":{"rendered":"
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“Take Half, Leave Half”<\/strong><\/span>
\nby Thomas McGuane<\/span>
\nfrom the October 10, 2022 issue of\u00a0The New Yorker<\/em><\/span><\/p><\/h3><\/div>

\"\"W<\/span>e are fortunate every time we get a new story from Thomas McGuane, who started publishing over fifty years ago and is now 82. Hopefully there are even more on their way!<\/p>\n

Here is how “Take Half, Leave Half” begins:<\/p>\n

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In June, Grant drove his project Mazda with the FFA sticker south, out of Montana\u2019s spring rain squalls to Oklahoma, drinking Red Bull and Jolt Cola, grinding his teeth, with his saddle in the back seat. Each summer, he took whatever job his friend Rufus had found for him. This time it was on the Coy Blake four-township spread, but he had to meet Mr. Blake first to see if the offer was final. \u201cYou\u2019ll get it, but you got to sit with him and let him talk,\u201d Rufus said. \u201cHe\u2019s a lonely old land hog with one foot in the grave. His people been here since the Indians.\u201d Coy Blake was ninety years old, with no immediate family, but he had not relinquished an inch of his land.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

I hope you all enjoy the story! Please let me know your thoughts below!<\/p>\n<\/div>