| Book Review | The American Historical Review, 112.2

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Canada and the United States

Howard P. Segal. Recasting the Machine Age: Henry Ford's Village Industries. Amherst: University of Massachusetts Press. 2005. Pp. xv, 244. $34.95.

Every so often I drive from my home in central Ohio to Detroit. Most of the trip passes though the austere midwestern countryside, with its solitary farmhouses fronting fields that roll unbroken to the horizon. About twenty miles outside Detroit the landscape shifts. First comes the suburban sprawl of chain stores and housing developments. Then, just before the city limit, the freeway rises abruptly, so that the traffic can pass over one of the greatest industrial complexes ever built. It is a stunning sight: a vast tangle of rusting steel mills, aging chemical refineries, shuttered auto plants, and hard-faced working-class homes, the entire expanse anchored by the fabled River Rouge plant, which looms to the left. Here, quite literally, is the world that Henry Ford built—in all its grim, grey splendor.

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