This is easily the best memoir I’ve read all year (and you know I have a thing for memoirs). Andre Dubus the third tells his story in a very honest, very lyrical prose. He writes of growing up rough in Boston, living in poor neighborhoods after his parents got divorced. He writes of the moment that turned him into a fighter – when his brother got beat up on his front steps and he didn’t do anything about it. He writes of the conscious decision to become a tough kid, and how he started working out more and backing down less. He writes of how fighting affected him and how he started boxing. He writes of his father and how their relationship changed into friendship, even though his father never really understood how his leaving the family made life difficult for his children. His memories are written in such a way that it made me feel like a spectator in the shadows.
5/5
400 pages







