As an enterprising and hard-working journalist, Salena Zito drives her Jeep a lot. Just not on interstates. It isn’t that she’s avoiding speeding maniacs—you can find them on any Pittsburgh street—but she loves to see the local color and variety one can spy on pre-1950s U.S. highways. This tells us something essential about Zito’s worldview: that she’s acutely conscious of place, as she compellingly demonstrates throughout this powerful and often charming book. On July 13, 2024, Zito was in