I liked this better than the first book in the trilogy. The relationship between the grandchild and grandfather is a warm, lovely one. This book, like "Jack Rivers and Me," was actually written by Radley's uncle. Radley didn't admit this until 1996, so I've no idea why "Good Mates," the last book in the trilogy (which I bought in a used bookstore in Australia last year) was never released in the U.S. (Unless publishing-industry buzz suspected it earlier.) Still, regardless of who did or didn't write the books, it's an impressive trilogy.