Jack McCall owes his exceptional memory to his mother's side of the family, and many of his fondest reminiscences revolve around his maternal grandparents' home of Brim Hollow. Even now, decades after his childhood in the rural South, he returns to "the hollow"-sometimes in person, sometimes in his mind. In McCall's mind, sounds and activity of the tobacco farms spring back to life along gravel roads long paved over with more durable but less evocative...