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Where the Red Fern Grows
by Wilson Rawls
A real treat in sentimentality, innocence, and earthiness. It's like Wendell Berry for the Juvenile Soul. It had been two decades since I last read this and it still fed (and engaged) me in the same way. Where the Red Fern Grows serves as a great guard against an age of rampant cynicism starving for something transcendent to care about.