Interesting piece, in the New Yorker, about Rose, daughter of Laura Ingalls Wilder.

I read and re-read all the Little House in the Prairie books as a kid — the love story that culminates the series is one of the sweetest ever written — and still recall the little jolt I felt when I got a little older and realized they are autobiographical.

Click & read for a glimpse at the untold bits of the story . . .