This is an easy to read book which feels like a cross between a novel and a memoir- it is about Rabbi Burstein's life but it was written by his daughter, who was not alive when many of the events described in the book occurred.
It was written by and for the first generation of American Jews- Jews who mostly fled the traditionalist religion of their immigrant parents. Because I am part of the second generation and am much more traditional, I found this book more sad than quaint.