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    <body><![CDATA[INCREDIBLE tale of alcoholism and mental illness and family dysfunction!  The author, the biographer I should say, is a friend of a friends.  LOVED THIS BOOK.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[The stifling heat of The South in the Summer.  Cocktails, the clothing and hairdos that go with the 1950s.  Drunk parents.  Never telling the family secrets.  My kind of book.  Sometimes.  This book caught me by surprise.  It was at once really funny and a terrible, terrible heartbreaking.  Very wel...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/54191730">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Unusual. Goolrick begins with a charming, readable voice, frank and sad gently wry. As the pages pass, you begin to see how dangerously miserable he actually is, but it doesn't quite make sense, because his childhood just doesn't sound all that awful. Every chapter is a series of tangentially connec...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/75327057">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This book was oddly engaging. The language is so vivid and clear! There were times that I laughed out loud because I could relate to something the author had said, and then there were other times I was moved to tears the situation he described was so tragically sad. The more memoirs I read, the more...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/50072762">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Brutal. I knew the horrible aspects of this story before reading it, but it was still ... brutal.  I admit, I couldn't read that entire chapter (though I wanted to in support of the author who actually lived it).  Still, in the midst of the worst stuff life has to offer, there are many passages that...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/57738657">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[The good elements of this book were very good, almost great.  The bad parts/writing/and yes - the true story that just turned my stomach, was really bad.  I agree with another review that stated there are some things you might tell a really good friend or a group therapy session.  Why a book? Maybe ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/38273611">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[It was the 1950s, a time of calm, a time when all things were new and everything seemd possible. A few years before, a noble war had been won, and now life had returned to normal. <br/> <br/> For one little boy, however, life had become anything but &quot;normal.&quot;<br/> <br/> To all appearances, he and his family lived an almost idyllic life. The father was a respected professor, the mother a witty and elegant lady, someone everyone loved. They were parents to three bright, smiling children: two boys and a girl. They lived on a sunny street in a small college town nestled neatly in a leafy valley. They gave parties, hosted picnics, went to church&#8212;just like their neighbors. To all appearances, their life seemed ideal. But it was, in fact, <em>all</em> appearances. <br/> <br/> Lineage, tradition, making the right impression&#8212;these were matters of great importance, especially to the mother. But behind the facade this family had created lurked secrets so dark, so painful for this one little boy, that his life would never be the same.<br/> <br/> It is through the eyes of that boy&#8212;a grown man now, revisiting that time&#8212;that we see this seemingly serene world and watch as it slowly comes completely and irrevocably undone.<br/> <br/> Beautifully written, often humorous, sometimes sweet, ultimately shocking, this is a son's story of looking back with both love and anger at the parents who gave him life and then robbed him of it, who created his world and then destroyed it.<br/> <br/> As author Lee Smith, who knew this world and this family, observed, &quot;Alcohol may be the real villain in this pain-permeated, exquisitely written memoir of childhood&#8212;but it is also filled with absolutely dead-on social commentary of this very particular time and place. A brave, haunting, riveting book.&quot;]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I enjoyed the lushness of Goolrick's writing. He possesses the gift of transporting his reader to the time and place he is describing, although in this case, with his completely screwed up, alcoholic parents, this was not someplace that I really wanted to be. I do have to mention that I fully knew a...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/10131251">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[absolutely haunting memoir...beautifully written but jarring subject matter that will stick with you for days...makes you hug your children twice.]]></body>
    
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