We Fed Them Cactus

Supremely niche; reading it was a worthwhile exercise, but I'm hard pressed to think of anyone I'd recommend it to. Think of it as an evening or two spent with a rambling great-aunt reminiscing about her childhood. Parts of it were informative, especially the tales she relays from her elders: people who lived in 1840s New Mexico. Other parts were dry and skippable, yet others insightful, tender, infuriating, sometimes even fascinating. The author comes across as a kind, thoughtful, generous, intelligent person but it's really hard to read some portions with a modern sensibility: favorable treatment of cattle ranching, unironically complaining about homesteaders invading "her" lands while also lauding that "the Indians were rounded up and put into reservations." A powerful humbling reminder that I, too, have made—and still make—moral choices that I should be, and am, ashamed of.