Friends are grand, aren't they?
One of my dear high school sisters found when I posted a list of books that us regular folk read, it was missing Rick Bragg. So she rectified the problem with this: All Over but the Shoutin', a memoir by the Pulitzer Prize-winning New York Times writer.
It's the kind of book that reads like a novel—the story of a Southern boy that loves his momma but doesn't always do right by her. A boy with a stand-up older brother and a troublemaking younger brother. And an absentee father that if anything, instilled a desire to do better by everyone.
Bragg himself will tell you it was the winds of good fortune that got him into writing at all, and ... you can read the entire review here.
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