This is another of Robert Burch's plumb friendly, slight sketches of life on a deep southern farm a generation or more ago (cf. Tyler, Wilkin and Skee or Skinny). Once again the actual story is frail and hinges on a continuity of minor but indigenous episodes; the chores (shucking and loading corn, or picking peaches) or the occasional pleasures (frog-gigging or a picnic at the millpond). Most of this story which is told in the initialed first person as well as the local idiom concerns D.J.'s relationship with his worst enemy, his much younger (5(apple) to his own 12 years) brother Skinny Little Renfrew who tags along all the time until he gets sick, very sick. ""Where you been at?"" they say around here. Readers of the earlier books will know just where- it's a likable if minimal regional portrait with a message about growing up and growing together.