From the bottom to the top...
What a book! I am still reeling through the emotions, the heartache, the joy, the triumph, and the Nixon of this entire story. What a brave man Ivan is. He started at the bottom, rose a few rungs, slid to the bottom, and started back over so many times I lost count. But then he finally reached the top...or did he?
Ivan's story of abuse, the foster system, group homes, drugs, alcohol, and finding himself is a story everyone NEEDS to read. It is not a fairy tale, it is not laden with beautiful roses and pristine linens. No, it is a story of the rawest truth anyone could ever read. A passage to finding himself, Ivan takes the reader through every dip and turn of his life on the streets of Gary, Indiana, before and beyond, to accomplish what he needed to do to survive. And to survive, there was only one thing he could do, find the true Ivan. And, boy, did he!
I was going to point out grammatical errors in my review, but then I realized how selfish it would have been to do so. A man beyond school-books-smart, more intelligent than almost anyone I ever have or ever will read, but still a child without a proper education. Of everything Ivan B. went through in life, to nit pick about grammar in a book this amazing, would have been selfish. As I continued reading, I got to the page where he even explained why there are grammatical errors. Read for yourself so you will understand.
On behalf of the world, I want to apologize to ALL the Ivans and Mickeys. To every male and female of color, I am truly sorry. To Ivan and Joanne's children, my heart breaks for you.
To Ivan, I feel as if I know you, truly know you. And for this, I want to say how proud I am of you. You did it for you. You refused to give up. You kept rising, even if it was only within yourself. And that is the reason why your apples fell in different orchards.