Harry Golden's son writes in his Introduction: ""How many men can say- my father is a brave man?... This immigrant and Yankee in the native-born South, this Jew in the citadel of Anglo-Saxon Protestantism, this integrationist in a land of segregation, this happy reformer among the complacent.. is truly a brave man and a good man."" This might well define Golden's new book -- new and old, for most of the material will be familiar to constant readers of The Carolina Israelite, and much of it has the essential flavor of recall of his youth and his thoughts and his emotions about the past and the present, the unfortunate and the underprivileged. There is- for his readers- no sense of discovery, simply of rediscovery. He continues to probe matters that his critics say are none of his business. He is interested in everything:- books and soldiers, religion and music, politics and advertising, even prostitutes. You name it. He has it. His followers will ""enjoy, enjoy""; others are ""entitle'"" to their opinions.