During the 30s and 40s in Port Richmond, we lived in exciting times with interesting characters such as Beebo, Googoo, Maxie, Wanda and others. I was afraid those times and characters would be forever lost to posterity unless someone put them down on paper. This memoir is the result. It is primarily, but not exclusively, of my first eighteen years spent on the tough streets of Port Richmond.
I'm giving this one the fourth star because I really enjoyed reading it - on the train, as I rode through Port Richmond. It skips around a lot, and isn't particularly well-organized, but the feelings the author has for Port Richmond remind me very much of Betty Smith's A Tree Grows in Brooklyn and so it was impossible to put down.