Amazing and yet touching memoirs by Charles Willeford giving an insight into his early years and youth in America of the 1920's and 1930's.
Never heard of Charles Willeford before, this was again one of the books I grabbed at Waterstones.
There was one moment of abhorrence when reaching page 9 and reading ''this privilege work was reserved for boys sixteen an older, and was much sought after because they . . . and fuck the calves'. Nevertheless I still continued reading and finished the book. The above mentioned sentence was the only awkward passage in the book though.
It's an honest memoir taking you back to the era of the Great Depression, a long forgotten period.
That's actually what I liked most about the book and wich made me stay on : learning about a period I would never know and wondering what Charles Willeford will become.
The book is presenting life through the eyes of a child, an adolescent, an orphan a bum: it's the true life of Charles Willeford.
To be recommend to everybody liking memoirs from past times.Great book!