The Great Gray Globs

After church one Sunday, when the author was around thirteen, she became engaged in a conversation with Mr. Green, who was one of the deacons. After their talk, he walked over to her father, put his hand on her fathers shoulder, and said, Jack, you must remember that dynamite comes in small packages.

Dynamite still comes in small packages, and this book is small, but maybe it might prove dynamite to you.