The way part II of the book starts long after half of the book, seemed like poetry. Used to books slotted with about same number of pages in a chapter, I liked the spontaniety of the book. As is this unequillibrium... so is the distribution of events in Corbett's as well as his father's life. This book can be read in one sitting.
I did not pay much attention to the blackened, missing figure of the father on the front page until the story took that turn. We get to know him as an adolescent as well as a successful person later in life. It is interesting to watch the roles of Corbett as a hurting son and a father.
I found it appealing that corbett wrote of his struggle to get this book published.. others might feel it best skipped.
The best thing about this memoir.. is its not towards any goal.. but finds meaning by the time it gets wound.
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