So, so much darker than I remember. Tales of the Atomic Age, tales of ruining what was great about a place. Tales of suburbanization. Tales of trying to change a place to home.
Tales of morality and censorship with parallels to Bradbury’s masterpiece a few years later “Fahrenheit 451.” I’m very happy that Ray Bradbury found an agent to turn some of his short stories into a larger work. Interesting that this came out in 1950 not long after World War II, the Holocaust and the bombing of Hiroshima. So much death so close.
I think I would have stayed on Mars. Not “come home, come home, come home.”
I can’t believe this is a book I remember flying through on Christmas Day, 1981 during first grade with a YA science fiction book and the much shorter “The Time Machine” by HG Wells. There is no way I would understand so much of what happens in this book. No way at all.