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I Know What You Did Last Summer by Lois Duncan, April 6, , Laurel Leaf edition, in English. There's no description for this book yet. Editorial Reviews. Review. "A taut, skillfully plotted and suspenseful thriller." -- Publishers Want to know our Editors' picks for the best books of the month?. I KnOw wHAT YOu DID. LAST SummEr. IT'S My BEST IDEA yET Seeing a live naked girl last summer was 'the one.' ” . bad you don't know what the hell you're talking about. Because No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted.
Their titles are exactly the same and I have mild interest in finding out what occurred last summer in either format.
In the movie I will expect great special effects and bad acting. In the book I will expect suspense and action emphasized at the expense of thematic meaning.
The problem with comparing books and movies is that one tends to regard the version one experienced first as the gold standard. To avoid this I plan on reading the book and watching the movie at the same time.
If I get too far ahead in the movie compared to the book, however, it will be the same as watching the movie first, so I plan on finishing the two simultaneously. Everybody wish me luck! I'll update with results as I get them. View 2 comments. As such a big fan of the film when I was younger, I was embarassed to find out that there was a book that had slipped by my radar. When I started, initially it appeared quite similar, but soon after I realised it was utterly different.
Added to which, the book itself was written in the 70s and set around that time, making the movie completely out of range. The characters have more depth, but equally are nothing like they are portrayed in the film. The deaths are different, everything is diff As such a big fan of the film when I was younger, I was embarassed to find out that there was a book that had slipped by my radar. The deaths are different, everything is different!! It was written in a 'teenage' way but I think that's what appealed to me, and it gives the story a nostalgic feel.
I looked into Lois Duncan's bibiography and found a back catalogue of thrillers like this that I now want to read. Just so bizarre that i've never heard of her or this book before Four kids drive home after a high-school-party, everyone - including the driver - a bit intoxicated and tipsy.
Then happens what always happens in such situations: They knocked over a young boy, riding with his bicycle. For fear of the police they don't administer first aid but instead do a hit-and-run. One year later - they've almost forgotten the incident - they're reminded of it via mysterious letters. Someone outside of their circle seems to know their dark secret. Lois Duncan wrote this book and several other horror-mystery-books for teenagers in the s.
In the storylines of her books caught up with her real life: The case was never solved. More than 20 years after it was published, this book was made into a Blockbuster-movie, following the success of "Scream". Duncan herself despises the movie because almost the whole story was changed a full list can be found on Wiki and the drama about four teenager struggling with their guilt and own conscience was turned into a slasher-movie. Nov 10, K. Trigger warnings: I honestly can't remember if I read this book as a teenager, but I definitely saw the movie and it scared the pants off me.
I rewatched the movie tonight after finishing the book, and this is one of the rare occasions where the mo Trigger warnings: I rewatched the movie tonight after finishing the book, and this is one of the rare occasions where the movie is a hell of a lot better than the book. So basically, a group of four teenagers are driving late one night when they hit and kill a kid riding his bike home.
They panic and drive off. A year later, one of them receives a note that says "I know what you did last summer". Creepiness ensues. This started off pretty solidly although it reminded me rather a lot of Chain Letter, which I reread not long ago , although I honestly think it would have been better if large chunks of this had been completely rewritten rather than just adding references to cell phones and GPS navigation to try and modernise a story written in the s.
Because yes, those references helped, but the attitudes of many characters to weight and marriage and women in the workplace were very antiquated and there were some clunky modern references - "she deejays on her webcast" was possibly my favourite.
It was indescribably predictable. There's not really any sense of actual tension. I mean, yeah, Barry gets shot. But he doesn't die. Helen jumps out a window, but literally nothing happens to her. Even the villain is, like, conked on the head and still unconscious when the cops show up. The stakes are very, very slow.
There's more of a sense of uncertainty, and I have to say, I quite enjoyed that. So I'm plonking this one firmly in middle of the road territory. If you think the movie was average, probs don't read this because it's definitely worse.
I've found that I love Lois Duncan's writing style, her stories, and her hidden layers, but this one fell a bit short. It's ironic since out of the stories I've read of hers, this is inferior, but it's the most popular because of the movie.
The film, by the way, is much different. We don't get a hand hook killer tracking down the teenagers. Here it's a mini mystery. The ending is rather simple and cheesy.
Backstory is depressing, you feel for the victim and the consequences. I liked the main char I've found that I love Lois Duncan's writing style, her stories, and her hidden layers, but this one fell a bit short. I liked the main character and her personality shone through pretty well. Since the pool of possibilities is narrow, the villain isn't a huge surprise. I dug the twist about the flowers and it's false impressions, painting a potential hero as the ultimate enemy. Tension is present, although nothing heart-pounding.
There's little gore and a lower body count than the movie. As with the film, the sister of a character is unlikeable, maybe even more so in written form. The book is short so the pacing is fast, but there's not much space to draw anything out or dig too deeply into characterization.
The opening of the book was interesting enough, although the center was the most rewarding, as it was going in different directions and actually building something.
Even with the ending being an anticlimactic rush, it's a passable book, even if it's not one of Duncan's best. I got this book because of the movie that I never watched. It seemed interesting, but reading the book made me feel so bored, I was positive that I would've actually turned into a board. That's how boring this book is. Mar 14, Trisha rated it really liked it. I loved this guilty pleasure read. I thought it was different from the movie,but then again I couldn't really remember the movie.
I think I was just in the mood for some mystery and silly suspense. I didn't expect much to start with, I was just curious because I've seen the movie. Anyway, the voices the narrator did for certain characters were annoying. The characters themselves were flat and shallow and I didn't like any of them or care if when they died. There was very little to the plot and it ended too suddenly. Mar 22, Amy Y. As things began to clear up, Julie recieves a threatning message Immediately, Julie knew that someone has figured out her secret, a deadly secret.
Julie and her friends undergo obstacles to find the messenger and put a end to their nightmares. They need to outsmart the killer before all of them dies before they eve "I Know What You Did Last Summer" is about these 4 teenagers named Barry, Julie, Ray and Helen had all coped with one little secret they had tragically kept for their whole summer.
They need to outsmart the killer before all of them dies before they even know it. In my opinion, I don't really like this book at all. It wasn't very suspenseful, for my taste. In addition, it wasn't very scary. I am not a big fan of having teenagers trying to figure out who the killer was and undergo all of those crazy situations. I never like those kinds of books.
The beginning of the story was very slow as well, which made it more boring for me. If I would've rate this book on a scale between , I would give it 6 for effort but a 1 for orginatlity. Jun 10, Audrey Maran rated it it was ok. I grabbed this at a used bookstore on a whim because I had no clue the movie was based on a book.
In my experience, horror stories do not transfer well to film sometimes, so I thought I would see if the book is any good. It is actually worse than the movie. Didn't think that was possible? Then be prepared to have your mind blown, because it is. Least likable characters of all time. Sometimes, an author does that purposely, and I love that. In this case, I don't think it was deliberate. On top of I grabbed this at a used bookstore on a whim because I had no clue the movie was based on a book.
On top of that, Lois Duncan is absolutely obsessed with beauty. There were characters where the actual reason for one character not liking another was because they were 'dumpy and pudgy and not at all as pretty as her sister.
Mar 21, Susan Mackie Powers rated it it was ok. I was not at all impressed with this book. The movie was cheesy, but fun, but the book was just silly. For one thing, none of the characters were likable; they just seemed like stereotypes of the different cliques we all knew in high school: The four main characters were out partying and driving too fast, when a little boy on a bike suddenly appeared in the road ahead of them.
They hit the boy, and kept right on driving to save their own necks. One year later, they all begin receiving contact from someone who claims to know what they did. One by one, they figure out who is threatening them. Will they survive? To be honest, I cared so little for the characters that it didn't matter Oct 26, Paula Brandon rated it really liked it. Griffin and loved them. I really enjoyed this one too. I understand Lois Duncan was very upset at the movie version - but what was she expecting?
I enjoyed the movie as a throwback to 80s style horror, and the Sarah Michelle Gellar chase scene is a ripper! The scene with Helen in the book as she tries to escape the killer was tension-filled too!
The plot twist here was great - I didn't see it coming at all. Aug 23, Quill Ampersand Key rated it liked it.
They ran over him in the dead of night and left him for dead, swearing never to speak of the incident again. But someone knows. Someone, who is now sending the four teens threatening messages… Lois Duncan had been writing thrillers and horror stories since the mids, but I Know What You Did Last Summer and the film adaptation shined the spotlight on her work and had teens passing her books around twenty-five years later.
Jul 03, Katie rated it it was ok Shelves: This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. I slogged through this disaster because of its short audio version. Just horrible -- excruciating and outdated. The bad guy was so obvious, I was sure it was a red herring. So seriously, nauseatingly terrible.
Jun 08, Emily rated it did not like it. I remember loving this book as a 7th grader. Oh, how my tastes have changed. It was so bad. Nothing happens: Missy - Oh I don't know. Helen - Do you remember his name? Missy - Billy. Helen - Did he have a last name? Missy is looking up remembering her time with Billy Blue. Missy - Blue Billy Blue Julie - Well you know what? We should probably wait back at the car. Missy - No don't be ridiculous, why don't Julie - No, I don't want to miss triple A.
Helen - We apreciate the phone. The begin to leave, Missy yells as they are leaving Missy - Anytime you know, I don't get too many knocks on my door nowadays.
Helen - You okay? Julie - I wigged out I'm sorry. But being in his house and seeing his sister. God do you see what we've done? Helen - It was an accident. Julie - Helen we killed a man and then ruined the lives of everyone he knew. Helen - I don't think we're that powerful Julie, You're giving us way too much credit. Missy runs up along side of the car and pounds on the window making Julie and Helen jump. Missy - Hey! You forgot your cigarettes. Julie - Thank you.
Missy - Well I see you got this car started didn't ya? Julie - Yeah damndest thing, it started right up. Missy - Funny how that happens. Julie drives away as Missy is still talking leaving Missy with a sinister look on her face. Helen - So what now? Julie - Now we try and locate this Billy Blue. Helen - Maybe he wanted to die.
Helen - David Egan. His girlfriend was killed on that same road july 4th one year earlier,. Maybe he blammed himself, maybe he was sitting in the road waiting for us to hit him. Julie - Yeah if that'll help you sleep at night. Helen - What happened between us? We used to be best friends. Julie - We used to be a lot of things. Helen - I miss you. No response from Julie.
Helen sees that the feeling isn't mutual. Helen - Yeah. She gets out of the car and Julie drives away without saying a word.
Helen - Hey Dad. Her father is too wrapped up in the ball game to notice his daughter. She walks into the kitchen and pours a glass of diet coke while the killer is sneaking in the front door and working his way up the stairs. Helen finishes her drink and goes up to her bedrooom just in time to miss seeing who just went up before her. She gets to her room but no one is there. She changes into her night clothes and looks at the crown that she will have to give back the next day.
Suddenly a hand is moving towards her and touches her on the arm, she jumps and turns around, it's Elsa. Elsa - Hey is the washed up, dried out, has-been having a moment?
Helen - What do you want? Elsa - We're doing inventory at the store tomorrow and I need you there by ten. Helen sits on her bed brushing her hair. Helen - I can't, I'm in the parade tomorrow.
Elsa - Well dad put me in charge of the store and I want you there by ten. Helen - The outgoing queen has to ride in the parade prior to the padgent, it's tradition, there's nothing I can do about it. Elsa - You and your hair, it's so pathetic.
Helen - You can leave now. Elsa - So very pathetic Helen gets in bed and shuts the lights out. She feels her crown on her head and begins to take it off, bunches of her hair come off with it.
She starts to freak out and runs to the mirror and sees the word "SOON" written in bold letters on it and she screams loudly and smashes the mirror.
Julie - Hello? She runs out of the house and jumops in her car and takes off. In the car she hears a noise coming from the back seat, there is nothing there, she stops the car and opens the trunk and sees the rotting corpse of Max being eaten by crabs, he is wearing Barrys jacket.
She screams and slams the trunk thinking what to do and then takes off running. Julie runs in the room. Barry - Are you sure he was dead? Julie - Don't ask me that again, he was dead okay?
I saw him with these Julie passes the keys to Barry. Julie - You do it. Barry opens the trunk and sees that it is empty and very clean looking. Julie is upset. Julie - No don't, don't even, he was there god dammit and he was wearing your jacket Barry. Barry - Where'd he go? Did the crabs carry him away? Julie - I swear to god. Helen - I believe you Julie. Julie - He took the body, he came and he took the body.
Barry - Why would he do that? Julie - I don't know Barry okay? Why would he try to run you over? Why'd he make coleslaw in Helens head? He's fucking with us. Barry - Come on Julie let's go back to the house? Julie - Where's your jacket Barry? Don't you see? He's got us now, okay this is exactly what he wants, we can't go to the police, not now, he's made sure of that. He's just out there and he's watching us and waiting. She turns and looks around and starts screaming Julie - What are you waiting for huh?
What are you waiting for???? Julie - What are you doing here? Ray - I've been looking everywhere for you guys. Barry - You're gonna die. Barry walks up and punches Ray in the face with his fist which is still in a cast. Julie - Hey, hey stop it. Ray - What are you going? Julie - Stop it. Ray - I didn't do anything. Barry - You're fucking lying. He's lying.
Julie - Leave him alone Barry, get a grip. Barry - No wake up Julie, he's behind this. How many fucked up fishermen are out there? Ray - Look, he's after me too. I got a letter. Barry - Oh you got a letter? I got run over. Helen gets her hair chopped off. Julie gets a body in a trunk and you get a letter??
That's balanced? Ray - What body? What are you talking about? Barry - Drop the act. You killed Max, you took my jacket. Ray - Max is dead? Barry - What is it with you Ray? You were dogging us from the start weren't you? Always wanting to be our friend, always wanting to be one of us but you were too fucking jealous to handle it Ray - Fuck you!
Julie - Stop it! Look, we have to stick togeather alright? We have to help each other. Barry - Okay so if it's not fisherboy here then who is it and how do we find him? Julie - We think his name is Billy Blue. Ray - How do you know that? Helen - Missy, said there was a friend named Billy Blue.
Julie - Who probably went to school with David Egan so according to sis that would make him class of ' Helen - Elsa was class of ' Maybe there's something in her yearbook. Ray - So that's him huh? Hard to believe that's the guy. Barry - Yeah his face isn't splattered all over the road dumbass. Maybe Blue's not his real name. Julie - That's right, he could have easily lied to Missy, we did.
Helen - Maybe we should bring the yearbook to Missy, if she had it in front of her Julie She could point him out. Ray - I'm not going anywhere. High school mugshots, what??? Julie - I'll go, you've got that parade today.
Helen - Forget it. Julie - No you need to be there in case he shows up. Helen - I don't want him to show up. Julie - Helen this could be our chance, we could catch him. I'll go to Missys, Barry you go to the parade with Helen and don't let her out of your sight, if he shows up Barry - I'll pound his ass. Ray - Listen to yourselves, you sound like a bunch of vigulanties. Julie - It's july 4th Ray. This is his day. Whatever he's planned in going to happend today unless we stop him.
Ray - Come on Julie, don't you see? It's that moment where we have to make a decision, let's make the right one this time.
Julie - I'm not interested in what's right anymore Ray I wanna do what's smart. Ray - Then let's get the hell out of here, we can leave town, disapear. Julie - I've already disapeared, okay? Now I want my life back. Look we have to face this, what's it gonna be Ray? Both of them are looking all over the place for the man in the slicker. Helen sees a man in a black slicker and yells to Barry. Helen - Barry. Over there.! Barry looks over and sees the man in the slicker walking away.
Barry chases him screaming at people to move and get out of the way untill he finally tackles the man to the ground and removes the hat. It's an old man who looks like Barry has given him a heartattack. Barry - Shit! Where the hell is he? Julie - Missy???? She starts to walk around the house to look for Missy when she sees Missy coming at her with a knife. Julie - Please! Missy do you remember me from the other day?
You know the car trouble? Missy - What are you doing here? Helen is scared. Missy is cutting up some rotten looking fish. Julie - Please we need to talk. I need to find your brothers friend Billy Blue, I need to talk to him and I was thinking that maybe you could look through this yearbook?
Missy - Now what's this all about? Julie - Well it's too crazy to explain but it has to do with your brother and last july 4th. Missy - What about it? Julie - What happened to your brother wasn't an acident, there's more to it than that. Missy - I know. Julie - You know what? Missy - Well he killed himself.
Julie - He what? Missy - Yeah he went up there to die that night that's where Susie died. See the whole town blammed him for her death so he blammed himself. Julie - But how do you know it was a suicide? Missy - He left a note. Missy walks over to the decaying tool shed and gets out the note.
Missy - I had to keep this hidden from the insurance company cause they wouldn't pay me the money if it was suicide. That don't much matter anymore cause the money's been spent. That's it. Julie - This isn't a suicide note.
This is a death threat. Missy - What are you Julie - Your brother didn't kill himself Missy, I saw him, I was there and whoever sent this was there too. Missy - What do you mean you saw him? Where did you see him? Julie - He was crossing the road, we hit him, it was an accident. Missy - No! My brother drowned. Julie - I saw him, he has Susie tattooed on his arm. Missy - Tattoo?
He doesn't have a tattoo on his arm. Julie - I saw it on his right forearm. Missy is getting upset at what Julie is saying. Missy - You didn't seeanything, get out of here. Get out of my house. Missy puts the letter away and disapears. Julie - Oh my god, it wasn't your brother. Barry and Helen are backstage, she is upset at having just seen the killer. Barry is trying to comfort her. Barry - Stay calm. I'll be up in the balcony. Helen - He had a hook Barry. I saw it, it was a big huge hook.
Barry - Everything's gonna be alright. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. Cut to A little while later The contest has started. Everyone is on stage.
MC - Very nicley done ladies. And now let's meet last years winner, Miss Helen Shivers. Helen walks out to a cheering crowd, she looks up in the balcony focusing on Barry. A girl is very horribly singing a very horrible song. Helen laughs and looks up at Barry who is also laughing. She looks back at the girl then back up at Barry to see the killer coming up behind him and pulls him back. Helen goes crazy, she starts screaming and running towards the balcony but the crowd is in an uproar and she can't get through.
A cop stops her. And the killer is slashing Barry to death with his hook. Cop - Excuse me. What's the problem?? Helen - Help him he's gonna kill him. Cop - Who's killing who? Helen - Up in the balcony.
Cop - Okay everybody stay calm. Helen - Get off of me! There is a lot of commotion going on and everyone is talking over each other. Helen follows the cop up into the balcony. Cop - Mame stay behind me okay? They look around but find no one or no trace that anyone had ever been there.
Cop - There's nobody up here. I gotta tell ya, this is really not my idea of a funny joke. Helen - He was here. Cop - Who? Who was here? Helen - The fisherman, he killed Barry. Cop - Barry who? Who are we talking about? There's nobody up here, come on let's go back downstairs, come one, come on, there's nobody up here.
As they are walking dowstairs they don't see the blood dripping from the edge of the balcony. After the Croaker queen contest Helen is still sitting there looking at the floor. Almost everyone has left, the cop comes up to her. Cop - Mame, I'm gonna take you home, your parents are really worried about you. Helen - You have to believe me. Cop - Why don't you let me take you home okay? She gets up to leave with him and the MC grabs at her crown.
MC - Excuse me, we'll be needing this. Cop - So then he killed him with a fish hook? Helen - Yes. Cop - Did this fisherman guy use the same hook to cut all your hair off? Helen - No, he used scissors asshole. Look, okay I know I sound delusional but it's true. Cop - Yeah I've heard this story before except the way I heard it it wasn't a fisherman, it was an escaped mental patient and he had a hook for a hand.
We're gonna have to take the alley. Helen - Look, you little shitstick mayberry ass regect, there's been a murder and you're gonna fry in hell if you ignore it. Cop - Alright, I'll tell you what I'll do, okay I'll contact Barry's parents and put out a search for him alright? He was probably just playing a prank on you. The cop sees a man standing under the hood of his car. Cop - Oh jesus, listen I'm just gonna be a minute alright, I'm gonna see if this guy needs help.
He gets out of the car and walks over to the man. Helen can tell who it is. Helen - That's him. Cop - What's the trouble? Helen starts yelling to the cop. The cops turns back to the man who then sticks his hook in the cops stomach, bloods runs from the cops mouth.
Helen screams, she tries to get out but she is in the back which is locked from the outside, the killer starts coming towards the car, she kicks the glass out of the window and crawls out and starts running, he is following her. She is reading outloud. Julie - Susie Willis killed, trapped in car, driver unharmed, survived by her father, Benjamin, a local fisherman.
With that, Julie runs out the door. Helen runs towards the store screaming for Elsa. Elsa is slow in getting to the door, she finishes putting plastic over some items and then goes to get the keys.
Elsa finally opens the door, Helen runs in and slams the door behind her. Elsa - You could have walked around the Arch Tree entrance it's open. Helen - I'm being attacked. Elsa - You're what? They look outside and see no one. Helen - Lock the other door, I'll call the police. Elsa - What is going on? Helen - Just do what I say god dammit. Helen runs upstairs to use the phone, Elsa goes to the back entrance to lock the door.
The door is swinging shut just before she walks in, she begins to lock it when she sees a reflection in the door, she turns around to see the man in a slicker standing looking at her with his face covered, she can't move or speak.
His reflection passes through her glasses and she screams as the large hook slashes her throat. Helen hears the scream and hangs up the phone slowly moving down the stairs. Helen - Elsa? Elsa where are you? No response, she gets paranoid and tunrs around looking closley at a mannequin that is covered in plastic, it is very silent then all of the sudden he jumps out from under the plastic and tackles her to the ground, she escapes and runs up the stairs, she passes by the bathroom and sees Elsa dead laying on the floor, she screams and keeps running and hops onto an old hand operated elevator, the killer is following her, she gets on the elevator and starts pulling the rope, he can't get on it but he swings his hook at her legs, she finally gets up to the attic and the killer has used the stairs and is also up there, she runs over to the edge of a window, he comes for her, she jumps out landing in a dumpster full of wood and other garbage.
In a daze she looks up to the window and sees the killer is gone. She takes off running down the street, through alleys to try and find someone who can help her, fireworks go off and she sees that the parade is still going on, she runs towards them and hears a noise, she turns around and there is nothing, she turns back towards the parade, the killer is standing behind her, he grabs her and throws her into a stack of tires and he slashes her to death. Julie - Ray? Rays head pops up from below the boat.
Ray- Julie, what are you doing here? Julie - We didn't kill David Egan, it was someone else on the road that night. Ray - What are you talking about? Julie - I think it was Susies father, Ben Willis, he's a fisherman. Ray - But they found Davids body in the water. Ray - Wait a second. You think this Willis guy killed David then we killed him?
Julie - Yeah but what if he didn't die Ray? What if he's still alive? Ray - This is crazy. Come aboard. Come inside. Julie - No we've gotta find Helen and Barry. Ray - We will, we will. He holds out his hand and she reaches for it and sees the name of his boat is "Billy Blue". She pulls her hand back. Julie - You. Oh my god it's you. Julie - Billy Blue.
You went to Missys, your, your the friend, your the fisherman. She runs faster than she has ever ran in her life, Ray yells behind her. Ray - I can explain Julie wait, Julie. He is running in back of her, she runs into a locked door. Julie - Shit. Ray - Wait. He keeps chasing her when all of the sudden an man sticks his arm out sending Ray to the ground. Julie screams. Julie - Oh, oh please help me please. Man - East child.
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Rates of black poverty have decreased. Black teen-pregnancy rates are at record lows—and the gap between black and white teen-pregnancy rates has shrunk significantly. But such progress rests on a shaky foundation, and fault lines are everywhere.
The income gap between black and white households is roughly the same today as it was in Patrick Sharkey, a sociologist at New York University, studied children born from through and found that 4 percent of whites and 62 percent of blacks across America had been raised in poor neighborhoods. A generation later, the same study showed, virtually nothing had changed. And whereas whites born into affluent neighborhoods tended to remain in affluent neighborhoods, blacks tended to fall out of them.
This is not surprising. Black families, regardless of income, are significantly less wealthy than white families. The Pew Research Center estimates that white households are worth roughly 20 times as much as black households, and that whereas only 15 percent of whites have zero or negative wealth, more than a third of blacks do. Effectively, the black family in America is working without a safety net. When financial calamity strikes—a medical emergency, divorce, job loss—the fall is precipitous.
And just as black families of all incomes remain handicapped by a lack of wealth, so too do they remain handicapped by their restricted choice of neighborhood. Black people with upper-middle-class incomes do not generally live in upper-middle-class neighborhoods. As a rule, poor black people do not work their way out of the ghetto—and those who do often face the horror of watching their children and grandchildren tumble back.
Even seeming evidence of progress withers under harsh light. In , the Manhattan Institute cheerily noted that segregation had declined since the s.
And yet African Americans still remained—by far—the most segregated ethnic group in the country.