This book builds from the author’s first memory—a four-year-old’s view of an apartment in Brooklyn in the winter of 1939—to a scene a little more than three decades later: It is New Year’s Eve in 1972, and Pete Hamill, now a famous newspaperman, is celebrating at a crowded Manhattan bar. But his mind is wandering, and in his heart he’s wondering about the cost of the drinking life he’s led. Staring into his vodka and tonic, he tells himself, “I’m never going to do this again.” This is not a book about drinking, but about growing up—about braving the clash between the camaraderie and comfort of the neighborhood and the exhilarating, terrifying loneliness of a wider world.
Coming from a family of alcoholics, I found this a very interesting read.
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