Rick Bragg is one of my favorite authors. He is as redneck as it gets, he is originally from Possom Trot, Alabama (No I did not make that up), but Rick writes like an angel. I have read a lot of his work and it is just wonderful. In a lot of his books, he is trying to understand himself and his family. He is trying to make alcoholism make sense, but you see it doesn’t. In this particular book, he is trying to understand his father, he has recently become a stepfather to a 10 year old boy and he wants a better understanding of what that means and how to do it. Rick usually just makes mistakes, but he tries. On page 134, he talks about old men being lazy, he says “Old women call it loafering, and I’ve always loved that word. I guess it is just how we say the word loafing, but the way we say it makes you think of loafers, of wearing out shoe leather for no good purpose.” Rick’s writing is so good, he makes me cry. If you haven’t read any of his books, I would recommend any of them.
4 Out of 4 Stars
Reviewed by: Anne Egger, Library Services