What a stunning memoir this is - heartfelt, overflowing, with longing, topped off with joy... This book was too sad for me, but very well written,
I really enjoyed this book. The recolection of a childhood hazed by alcoholic relatives as well as a cloud over the writers memory was quite clear. Everyone wants a place you can go and feel like it is your family. This guy found that at a local bar.
JR does well at capturing the personalities of the corner bar that pretty much raised him. His reporter's sense keeps the narrative pretty much just the facts, ma'am, but they're pretty fascinating facts, especially for those who have a Friends bar they, too, call almost home.
A good read, but I was ready for it to be over long before the end of the book. I find the author to be a bit self-serving, especially concerning the obsession with his name, but all in all it's a good book.
I've had this book on my TBR list for a year and just finished it in a marathon weekend reading session. The author does a wonderful job of describing the area where he grew up, his family and the group of men from the barroom who raised him in the absence of his father. One of the best memoirs I've read in a long time.