The first pages of the
book:
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To
begin a day's walk in California's Mojave Desert is
like stepping into a child's drawing: Odd, Dr.
Seuss-style cacti interrupt a dot pattern of
endlessly repeating gray bushes; the sky is
crayoned a solid, royal blue with a brilliant sun;
layers of purple hills extend in vistas to the next
valley and next again. There is no sound but the
mesquite-scented breeze whishing lightly across the
brittlebush and the occasional flinch of some tiny,
prehistoric-looking creature under dry sticks a few
paces ahead.
After I had walked a hundred
miles of the Mojave through pleasant days and
bitter cold nights, the winds began to rise. Dust
blew across the highway and whipped around, more
than once sending me staggering. It grabbed my
straw hat repeatedly and sent it wheeling across
the highway. It was my late friend Elizabeth's poor
old garden hat, and it was not to last much
longer--nor were my old bones, I
thought.
Even at its harshest the
desert is a meditation, where the mechanisms of
politics and oppression seem distant and
otherworldly. One can consider such things more
creatively at such a distance. And old age is no
shame in the desert: Save for my walking companion,
I saw no creature less wrinkled than
myself.
I am here: that is the sole
fact from which, in the desert, all distractions
fall away. The desert teases with the idea that
spiritual enlightenment, elsewhere requiring a
lifetime of discipline, might happen almost
effortlessly here. This tease is not malicious, I
think, but the natural warp of things in the
neighborhood of great truths. Indeed, most of our
great spiritual stories begin in the desert, where
there is less to misdirect our attention from the
fact of our mortality and our
immortality.
I begin my story in the
desert not to mimic the great stories of our
culture, but because it is where my adventure
began. I pray that I may be able to describe, in
ways that will be useful or interesting to you,
what I learned along my way. If you are not much
interested in campaign finance reform--the reason
for my protest walk--do not worry: I will not
pester you too much about it as we journey together
between these covers. You will not need imaginary
earplugs I hope, just a good imaginary
hat...
Ft
Worth Star-Telegram Letter to the editor: Friday,
July 9:
Walk
the walk
No
issue is more important to ferret out corruption at
all levels of government than campaign finance
reform. As long as money is the primary factor in
our election process, the wealthy and their
well-heeled friends will dominate the
system.
If
a police officer accepts a cup of coffee from a
diner owner, he's suspected of overlooking
infractions committed by the proprietor. When a
candidate accepts millions of dollars to finance
his campaign, are we to believe that there is no
`quid pro quo?'
The
election of 1996 was an example of how the quest
for cash can become an orgy of bacchanalian
proportions. Yet, campaign finance reform continues
to be delayed and ignored. What will it take to
make this government pay attention to the will of
the people?
Doris
"Granny D" Haddock is walking from Los Angeles to
Washington, D.C., to protest the corruption in
campaign financing. This brave, determined woman,
who plans to reach the capital by Jan. 24, her 90th
birthday, will carry a message of hope, coupled
with an indomitable spirit on her tired legs. If a
feisty, 89-year-old woman cares enough about the
future of this great democracy to walk 3,000 miles
to argue for a better America, is it too much to
ask that the rest of us make a phone call, send a
letter, or type out an email to put the government
on notice that we refuse to be taken for granted?
If you find you don't have the gumption to do
anything else, at least say a prayer that she makes
it. We don't have so many patriots that we can
afford to lose one. Godspeed, Granny.--Bob Weir,
Flower Mound, Texas
From a Texan
I
stood along side the Texas highway... for some
reason my eyes swelled with tears as I saw Granny D
approaching. It was a Saturday morning in Dallas
and I had been watching TV. I had heard of her
noble effort, but like so many others I had done
nothing to support her. I jumped into my car and
drove the nearly 200 miles just to find her and to
say thanks.
I
was becoming more apathetic and had started to
ponder the questions of why bother and what can one
person do? While watching CSPAN, I heard Granny D
speak. Right then I experienced a most refreshing
serge of patriotism. I realized that one person
could indeed make a difference. And I also realized
that together, with thousands of hearts beating as
one, we do possess the power to drive special
interest corruption from the sacred halls of our
government.
Granny
D is doing her part. Now is the time for us to do
our part.. If ever there was a time for ordinary
citizens to reclaim their democracy it is now. The
question before you is simple. What are you going
to do about it?
Bob
McCord
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Doris "Granny
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P.O. Box 492
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"Granny D:
You're Never Too Old to Raise a Little
Hell"
The
trade paperback edition is available from
Random House, via your favorite
neighborhood or online bookstore. If you
don't have a favorite store, order it from
Doris's favorite
store
in town.
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The
extraordinary book has been required reading for
incoming freshmen at a number of colleges and
universities. Here's what people say about Doris
and her book:
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"Doris
Haddock is a true patriot, and our nation has
been blessed by her remarkable life. Her story
will entertain, inform, and inspire people of
all ages for generations to come." --Jimmy
Carter
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"Doris, your
book is one of a half dozen --including Silent
Spring and Walden-- which have turned my life
around." --Pete Seeger
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"The
soul of a citizen shines through these pages."
--Bill Moyers
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"I believe she
represents all that is good in America. She has
taken up this struggle to clean up American
politics ... Granny D, you exceed any small, modest
contributions those of us who have labored in the
vineyards of reform have made to this Earth. We are
grateful for you." --Sen. John
McCain
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"A
stunning portrait of the American
soul."--Library Journal
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"Huck is
present in this book, as are Thoreau and Whitman,
and Jack Kerouac, too."--Keene
Sentinel
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"Her
book is one of the finest I have ever read,
about life, travel, friendship, growing up,
growing wise, persevering, and humor. It is a
life transformer. And a darned good read.
--Linda Marsella
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LONGER
REVIEWS:
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Library
Journal:
"Granny D"
Haddock is a national treasure whose l4-month
odyssey walking from Los Angeles to Washington, DC,
galvanized the hope of many increasingly dispirited
Americans for campaign finance reform. Granny D
undertook this journey despite arthritis and
emphysema, celebrating her 90th birthday along the
way. Following her daily regimen of ten miles,
Haddock wrote nightly for two hours. The resulting
journal, written with Burke, who accompanied her on
the trek, is a multilayered memoir, populist reform
treatise, roadside nature field book, Whitmanesque
treatment of America, and philosophical summation
of a life well spent. It is chock-full of portraits
of the countless citizens who welcomed, joined,
cared for, and walked with Haddock. Her graceful
descriptions of the manifold kindness routinely
shown her are collectively a stunning portrait of
the American soul. Fortunately, numerous speeches
she gave along the way are included as an appendix.
Like the rest of the book, they are imbued with the
beautifully passionate intelligence and caring
spirit of this remarkable individual. To her
wonderfully long life as a New Hampshire wife,
mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, and social
activist, Haddock should now also be able to add
"best-selling author." Shame on any library that
does not order this book. [Preview in Prepub
Alert, LJ 12.00.] --Barry X. Miller, Austin
P.L., TX
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Publishers
Weekly:
On January
1, 1999, Haddock began walking from Pasadena,
Calif., to Washington, D.C. Outraged by the
power big-money interests exert in Washington,
she carefully planned to cross the country on
foot to rally support for national
campaign-finance reform. Accompanied by an
ever-changing entourage of relatives, friends,
strangers, politicians and journalists, Granny D
(her "walking name") traveled 10 miles a day,
camping out at night or sleeping in private
homes. Ignoring her bad back, arthritis and
emphysema, she completed the 3,200-mile trip in
14 months, shortly after her 90th birthday,
arriving in Washington on February 29, 2000, to
the tune of 2,200 supporters chanting, "Go,
Granny, go." Haddock's inspiring message is
perfect fodder for family and schoolroom
discussions about politics: With the book's low
price, retailers should anticipate strong
sales.
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Kirkus
Reviews:
Haddock is a
tough old Yankee who seems to have stepped straight
out of a Reader's Digest "Most Unforgettable
Character" article... Except for 100 miles along
the C&O Canal towpath (which she covered on
cross-country skis), Haddock walked the entire
way...The self-portrait that emerges makes clear
that the author's late-in-life public venture was
not some sudden whim but an act grounded in a
lifetime of intelligent concern, forthrightness,
and involvement. A moving reminder of the power of
the human will.
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Booklist:
Haddock had
lived a wonderful 89 years, with a long and
loving marriage, wonderful friends, and a large
family. Despite suffering from painful arthritis
and emphysema, she began to walk across the
country to lobby for campaign finance reform.
From the Pacific Ocean to Washington, D.C., she
shuffled along for 10 miles a day. From John
McCain to Al Gore, people stood up and took
notice of Granny D, whose passionate political
beliefs and ironclad will kept her going through
bad weather and pain. This book could easily
have been a political tract, but, instead, it is
a moving story of Granny D's remarkable life and
her unbelievable walk. She doesn't want to
bother us too much about campaign finance
reform, she says, and in making this story about
her rather than her political aims, we meet one
woman who managed to have her voice heard above
the clamor of money and power in Washington.
Granny D's hilarious stories and surprisingly
beautiful writing will win fans of all ages and
political backgrounds. John Green Copyright
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reserved
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the magazine the New York Times calls "an
acquisitions bible for public and school
librarians nationwide," is the review journal of
the American Library Association. It recommends
works of fiction, nonfiction, children's books,
reference books, and media to its 30,000
institutional and personal
subscribers.
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Arizona
Republic:
At first, you
probably thought she was a cute old grandmother in
a straw hat walking cross country to rally support
for campaign-finance reform. But of all
descriptions activist Doris Haddock has attracted,
"cute" may be the most inadequate. This book, which
her friend Dennis Burke, an Arizona reform
activist, helped put together from a diary Haddock
kept on her 14-month trip, shows her as
intelligent, committed, brave and wise (we suspect
she would chafe at the word) and funny. Most of
all, it shows her value. You will come away
thinking that this country needs more people just
like her, even as you know in your heart that
people like her are in depressingly short supply.
We learn a lot about her life, and it feels like
small talk. But there's nothing small about it.
Jimmy Carter and John McCain say nice things about
her on the jacket (if they haven't read the book,
they should). Bill Moyers, who has read it, wrote
the foreword.
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Toronto
Sun, May 6, 2001
This
delightful book by 90-year-old Doris Haddock
(assisted by writer Dennis Burke) tells the
story of her 14-month walk from Los Angeles to
Washington, D.C., in 1999-2000, in support of
campaign finance reform.
If that
sounds like an odd cause for such a trek, be
advised that Haddock, nicknamed 'Granny D' by an
enthralled media and admiring public, has been
an activist and reformer all her long life. The
New Hampshire great-grandmother ignored
arthritis, emphysema and continual foot problems
to walk 16 km a day to draw attention to her
belief (shared, of course, by pros like Senators
John McCain, Russ Feingold and others) that
America's elected representatives are now too
beholden to special-interest campaign donors,
and that voters no longer feel represented by
their government.
Her odyssey
struck a chord with fellow Americans, who
rallied around in small towns and large cities
as she walked, helping out with accommodation,
food and, most importantly, publicity and
support.
Granny D
walked through 41C deserts, cross-country skied
through blizzards in her 5,150-km trek and met
thousands of people who, like her, feel
disconnected from Washington. She gave speeches,
rich with the wisdom of her 90 years and a life
well- lived, and helped jump- start a national
movement, in the process becoming a heroine to
ordinary people and the powerful alike. An
inspiring story. (Random House)
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The
Huntsville Times, by Reese Danley-Kilgo.
10-21-01
I
have a nomination for the spunkiest woman in
America: Doris Haddock. Who else nearly ninety
could cast off grief and depression, take up a
cause she fervently believes in, and walk 3,000
miles across a continent to draw attention to it?
It took her fourteen months, carrying a backpack
and a large yellow flag proclaiming CAMPAIGN
FINANCE REFORM, to do it.
But
despite blistered feet and aching joints, she did
it.
Part-memoir,
part record of the journey --people, scenery,
anecdotes of what happened, some funny, some
poignant---this book is as refreshing as these
first cold, brisk days of fall, and as inspiring as
"Two Old Women" by Velma Wallis.
Bill
Moyers, in his foreword says, "The soul of a
citizen shines through these pages.... Granny D is
a seasoned activist, an eloquent speaker and
writer, and an acute observer of the world around
us."
"What
I am," she says, "is an old reformer."
Doris
Haddock is the kind of person I wish I'd known all
my life, honored to have as a friend. Open, humble,
with a wry sense of humor and a passionate devotion
to justice and democracy, she is the sister,
mother, and grandmother we'd like to have had and
to be.
Besides,
she's a Scrabble player.
And
a gifted writer. I love this description of
Tennessee:
"We
were hiking through rolling hills and rainy green
pastures set off by rail fences. Horses clopped
over through the mud to see what was going on as we
walked by. At one little farm, a dog and a goat,
obviously old friends, came out together to take a
look at us. They were joined a few minutes later by
a pig. I had the feeling that their spider friend
was back in the barn, spelling out
something."
I
find her totally D-lightful! Read her book, check
out her website, and I know you will,
too.
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Keene
Sentinel
(New
Hampshire's oldest newspaper) Review by by J.
Patrick Cooucan (condensed):
Doris
"GrannyD" Haddock's new memoir "Granny D.
Walking across America in my 90th Year," will be
read as a classic text of American politics and
literature for years to come, and with good
reason.
Not since
William Greider's "Who Will Tell the People?"
has the country been given such a potent
statement of political purpose, a rallying cry
in the wilderness--literally--for collective
action in the face of the overwhelming forces of
entrenched power and money... Haddock has done
far more than stoke our fires of outrage,
however. She has written a moving paean to life,
an ode to the possibility of redemption and
wisdom, even while death impolitely knocks on
the door.
With little
fanfare and even less planning, Haddock set out
to walk across America in late 1998, hoping to
shine a spotlight on the dark morass of
political culture in Washington, where the
Pentagon, Fortune 500 corporations and their
army of influence peddlers always mysteriously
seem to get their way, no matter how damaging to
the commonweal...
The walk
grew out of the Tuesday Morning Academy, a
Dublin study group of Haddock and some of her
friends. After she gathered tens of thousands of
signatures to support the McCain-Feingold
campaign finance legislation in Congress and
distributed them to New Hampshire Sens. Judd
Gregg and Bob Smith, she received a form letter
from one, and no response at all from the other
(leaving the reader to imagine who was more
responsive.)
Haddock
suddenly told her son James she would walk
across America, and like Huck escaping his
father, that was that. The allusion is not an
arbitrary one... Huck is present in this book,
as are Thoreau and Whitman, and Jack Kerouac,
too.
Remember,
this story is al l about a woman in her 90th
year walking across a continent-sized
nation.
"I am here.
That is the sole fact from which, in the desert,
all the distractions fall away. The desert
teases with the idea that spiritual
enlightenment, elsewhere requiring a lifetime of
discipline, might happen almost effortlessly
here...Indeed, most of our great spiritual
stories begin in the desert, where there is less
to misdirect our attention from the fact of our
mortality and our immortality.."
That rift,
coming at the beginning of the book, is filled
with great self-knowing foreshadowing. The
landscape, spiritual enlightenment, ascetic
discipline, mortality and immortality are all
part of her story, and part of the American
story she begs us to see, which is why that
story is worth defending.
She begins
in a place as different from Dublin as
possible--the Mojave Desert. Her starting in the
West and walking east is significant, for it
turns the traditional American myth of "Go west"
on its head and beckons a sense of Eastern
mysticism. Haddock is in search of herself and
fellow travelers, but she's also in search of
something more fundamental, more ultimate,
something she will see in the rising sun of the
East rather than the shadows of a western
sunset.
After
contracting pneumonia shortly after her journey
begins, Haddock is urged to allow others to take
up the cause. "...I was prepared to die as part
of this journey, if need be. It would be
preferable to sitting at home, wishing I had
continued. We're all dying, and we might as well
be spending ourselves in a good
cause."
Death is a
constant theme of the book, but one Haddock
embraces. Her walk is a cathartic journey, a way
to confront the deaths of her husband Jim and
best friend Elizabeth, for whom she believes she
never properly grieved. Haddock comes to terms
with death, and in the process, comes to terms
with life.
"The fact
is....if you are afraid of death, you are afraid
of life, for living your life leads to death.
Until you face death, and see its beauty, you
will be afraid to really live or you will never
properly burn the candle for fear of its end."
In coming to terms with life and death, the
spring of youth rises up out of Haddock's aged
body.
"Perhaps
what I had done in taking this long walk in the
wilderness was a kind of shoving of my old self
out on the ice to see if I would please die, or
if I would please be reborn into something new,
forged in service to my deepest beliefs. In
either case, I knew that my old life had run its
course."
In her
youthfulness, Haddock comes to accept and
embrace the diversity of life, and American life
in particular. She walks with a strict
vegetarian, seeks protection from bikers, talks
sex with a People magazine photographer, shares
bread with native Americans, goes skinny-dipping
at an artist colony.
Her repose
and empathy, experience and understanding attain
to wisdom a virtue all but scorned in our
youth-obsessed culture. As is proper, her wisdom
never condemns that which is true to itself, be
it a biker or an artist or a garbage man. Old
have been pitted against young in America, but
Haddock proves it mustn't be so.
"It mustn't
be so" is a theme that courses through "Granny
D." Back in 1960, she traveled with her husband
to Alaska to protest the detonation of an H-bomb
that would have destroyed an indigenous village.
it mustn't be so.
Haddock has
lived long enough to know that things weren't
always that way, and they needn't always be.
This is where her political convictions inflame
and inspire. Whether its the money chase in
Washington, the big-box store monstrosities
sprawling into the countryside, or the
short-sighted policy to build ever more prisons
while ignoring schools, Haddock is a political
seer.
"(The
discount store) will no doubt be the final blow
to the struggling family businesses in the
partially boarded-up business district of
Coolidge. Those corporations are using their
overpowering capital to annihilate small
businesses and turn our towns into colonies, and
it is quite the same process that impoverished
much of the Third World. It is a kind of
self-colonialism: American's corporations are
turning upon their own countrymen."
Self-evident
political ideas, such as equality and liberty
for all, have been obscured by the far right,
which has used cynical campaigns (funded by
corporate millions) to cloud the fundamental
issues and drive citizens away from their
democracy... Haddock bristles at the nonchalance
with which the cynical treat American democracy.
"There's rows and rows of crosses for people who
died for democracy," she said in our telephone
interview.
The truth is
there are also hundreds of thousands of
Americans alienated from their democracy and
from their country because they know what's
going on, and they yearn for a sense of
democratic hope... Doris Haddock stands as a
testament to the finest American, or rather,
human impulses, and she deserves
emulation.
"What,
indeed, would the community look like if it were
the perfect expression of our best instincts and
deepest beliefs?"
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Louisville
Courier-Journal (by Tom Louderback):
This
year we are engrossed in the epic story of the
founders of our country, the Declaration of
Independence, and the democratic traditions that
have been passed down to us through many
generations. And, nothing inspires our
patriotic feelings about these things more than a
good book. Early this year, we made Joseph Ellis'
book THE FOUNDING BROTHERS a best seller.
Over the summer, we have been just as
enthusiastic about David McCulloch's JOHN
ADAMS.
Add Doris
Haddock's book, and we have an inspiring trilogy
that brings us up to our own time. Better
known as 'Granny D,' Haddock knows that the
patriotism of our founders is thriving in the 21st
Century and she has the sore feet to prove it.
Her optimistic book tells the story of her
14-month walk from California to Washington, DC
during 1999 in support of campaign finance reform.
She plod ten miles a day, rain or shine, and
celebrated two birthdays along the way: her 89th
and her 90th. Her book's title is GRANNY D: WALKING
ACROSS AMERICA IN MY NINETIETH YEAR.
Surprisingly,
or perhaps not so surprisingly, Haddock's book is
not really about campaign finance reform.
It's really about us: the hopeful,
discouraged, old, young, brown, black and white
people she met in the deserts, woods, farms,
cities, and towns spread out over 3,200 miles.
Plainly, Haddock is not just campaigning for
a cause. She wants to meet everyone in the
United States, it seems, one-by-one. Being a
grandma, she wants to encourage us to hang on to
our optimism.
Haddock sets the tone of her book in the first few
pages and she sticks with it. "If you are not
much interested in campaign finance reform--the
reason for my protest walk--do not worry: I will
not pester you too much about it as we journey
together between these covers. You will not
need imaginary earplugs I hope, just a good
imaginary hat."
On the beach, in California, we meet a slew of
people who seem to have nothing particular in
common except that they are drawn to this the
grandmother in the wide brim straw hat. They
include Ken, who was speechwriter of President
Truman and is the current West Virginia Secretary
of State. Then there is the vegetarian, Doug,
who "munches handfuls of something that looks like
birdseed."
Miles and miles, and a few deserts later, there are
a "wee doggie" named Bear, Mrs. White's
kindergarten class who hoped to make it on Good
Morning America, a native-American who's name
translates to "cactus standing," Max who smoked too
much, Frank who seemed to be making a pass at
Haddock, and a few thousand others.
Several towns meet Haddock and company with
welcoming committees and present them keys to the
city. Most of the time, Haddock writes, these
committees include official representatives of the
local Chambers of Commerce. A few towns even
invite her to walk in their parades. Before
long, it seems as though everyone, everywhere, is
recognizing Granny D. Truckers seem to be on
the lookout for her; honking, waving, and calling
by CB to other truckers. During a guided tour
of a local archeological site, Haddock is surprised
by the first question asked of the tour guide, "Is
that the lady who's walking across the country?"
Arriving in Kentucky, ten months into her walk,
Haddock knows that she is entering the "lion's
den," the home of US Senator Mitch McConnell one of
the greatest foes of campaign finance reform.
Still, courtesy is the best policy in her
plan book. She planned to "scold a bit" at
the steps of McConnell's Louisville office but not
to vilify. The 150 or so people who meet her at
McConnell's office (he is out of town) are
expecting something "unkind" but hear some
unexpected praise.
"When he speaks on the Senate floor, his arguments
are well reasoned and a delight to listen to.
They make good reading, like the orations of
Cicero of ancient Rome. He defends our
Constitution--as he sees it--with a vengeance,"
Haddock says. She goes on to scold McConnell
for acting as a "bagman" but concludes by asking
him to join her. "We must do something,
Senator McConnell, and you must help," she declares
firmly.
Haddock writes that she embarked on her long walk
partly to console her grief over the deaths of her
husband Jim, after 60 years of marriage, and her
best friend, Elizabeth. The walk would be a
memorial to them, she decided. Thoughts of
them came to her several times along the way and
she admits crying herself to sleep a few times.
Only days into the walk, Haddock knew already that
she had found a country that cared about its
principles and its people. She tells us at
one point early in the book, "... if taking
the walk had been me going off to pout about the
disintegration of the civic community and my loss
of a place at the table, why, I had found so many
new friends along the road, and they had entrusted
me with so much of their hearts, that I was not
feeling the least bit alone anymore."
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THE
FORT WORTH STAR-TELEGRAM, May 6,
2001:
It isn't
damning with faint praise to say this book is
better than most of us would expect it to be.
Back in 1999-2000, tough-minded, elderly New
Hampshire resident Doris Haddock decided she'd
walk from America's West Coast to its East Coast
to call attention to the need for political
campaign finance reform - specifically, she
believed elected officials entered office in the
pockets of rich people and corporations that had
provided the millions necessary to get them
there.
Along the way, Granny D attracted considerable
media attention. At the end of her journey, she
was proclaimed a hero by such like-minded
national leaders as Sen. John McCain and now,
presumably, is happy that new campaign finance
legislation has been passed by the U.S.
Senate.
As for her book, well, it's a pleasant exercise
in grandmotherly wisdom, but there is a nice,
dark sense of humor at work as well. After
meeting Ross Perot, who promised to supply her
with "anything at all," Granny D quips, "I think
everyone should have the pleasure of hearing a
billionaire prince say that to them." Hear,
hear.
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Roanoke
Times & World News, May 13, 2001
Do
not dismiss this book as a piece of reform
propaganda by a little old lady in tennis shoes. As
lovable and authentic a granny as she is (retired
shoe factory worker, great-grandmother of 12),
Doris Haddock is no novice at standing up for her
beliefs. Early on, she protested for her feminist
beliefs, for the stopping of nuclear testing near
an Eskimo village and for political reform. This
was her platform and her reason for walking across
America in her 90th year. And this is her story,
cobbled together from nightly road notes with help
from activist Dennis Burke.
Bill Moyers wrote a powerful forward to the book in
which he said, "Granny D is a seasoned activist, an
eloquent speaker and writer and an acute observer
of the world around us." Amen to that.
Granny
D may be the single most important reason Sen. John
McCain's bill to reform campaign spending got as
far as it did. She speaks her mind and put her foot
in the road to "walk the talk." Outraged by the
betrayal of democracy by big spenders with big
money, she said, "It is money with no manners for
democracy, and must be escorted from the
room."
Granny
D set out from the beaches of the Pacific and
trekked across deserts, mountains and inner cities
to tell her tale to ordinary Americans. They came
to listen and fell in love with the hard-talking,
fast-walking Yankee from New Hampshire. She hiked
tirelessly through the elements and proved a lot
tougher than the "youngsters" (middle-aged
journalists) who accompanied her intermittently.
Her mission was successful, her converts faithful
to the cause she espoused. Jimmy Carter calls her a
"true patriot," and all who met her during her
14-month journey agree.
This is a book
that deserves the attention of those who may
question whether one person can make a difference
in government. Or anything, for that matter. Go
Granny Go!
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