I'm not sure how Frank McCourt managed to write such a heart rendering story about poverty, alcoholism, child mortality and hunger that still paints lots of smiles on the reader's face. It's a wonderful gift for an author and a story teller in general. This is a sad, dramatic and funny story about an Irish family migrated to New York, that goes back to Ireland after the first of a sequence of tragedies that will affect and shape its members' lives.
There are points where you want to cry and laugh at the same time. Inexplicable but true.
I was a bit skeptical when I saw this book on a shelf of my favorite used book store in Bangkok, but it took just a few paragraphs to understand that I had just started to read a masterpiece.
Wonderful, really. I look forward to reading its sequel.
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