Saturday, August 20, 2016

A Miserable Childhood, A Transcendent Tale

Off the Shelf
By Nan Graham    |   Friday, August 19, 2016
One day in the spring of 1995, when Frank McCourt was sixty-four years old, I received a box from literary agent Molly Friedrich, containing the first 159 pages of the memoir ANGELA’S ASHES. Several of us read the pages, as Frank would say, with alacrity. And loved them, swiftly seduced by the opening sentences: “When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I survived it all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood; the happy childhood is hardly worth your while.” READ MORE

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