Interesting memoir of growing up Irish in NYC during the Depression & WWII, drinking through early adulthood. While Hamill dwells on his early life, much of the action goes by quickly, with some name dropping (Mick Jagger & Keith Richards come to a party at his house, he spends several years with Shirley MacLaine) and superficial treatment of his sobriety and the years since then.
Hamill is a good writer, it is interesting to follow his journey. It seems he is unwilling to come to grips with his inability to control his drinking instead blaming "the lifestyle" he's assumed on the culture of alcohol. I used to visit The Lions Head during these days, wonder he I ever saw him there? It was the last stop of the night before jumping on the path at the Christopher St station.
This book was a good read; I enjoy his stories of growing up - his characters are very vivid. Sad chronicle of parents modeling destructive behavior in front of kids; and kids growing up to think it's acceptable.
I was shined on to this book by its mention in The Wealth of Cities (Norquist).
The introduction reveals that the author was too fond of alcohol for many years. He grew up in NYC and there are good descriptions of his Irish family, neighbors, and milieu as a kid.