I really connected with this book. I live in the Chicagoland area and know of some of the places that Michael Hainey talks about in this book. My mother would tell me stories about her childhood growing up on the South side of Chicago in the 60's and 70's and some of the stories that Hainey writes a...
There is a family secret at the heart of this lovely memoir, but it's nothing terribly shocking. The author's father died when he was very young, and as he grows up, he realizes the story of how and where his father's body was found has some big holes in it. Why was he on that street? Why weren't th...
This is not an amazing story; it is the telling of it that is. Michael Hainey lost his father, a copy editor at a Chicago newspaper, when he was six, and, like a lot of families, his didn't discuss it further. They took the official version at face value and got on with it. But a boy who loses his f...
My father died the month I was turning 5. I've always had questions about him, as I have only a few years worth of memories stored up. Knowing my father - the real person - has always been something I've missed. I've played the "what if..." games frequently, imagining my life if he had lived. Th...