Scott Perry is a product of your run-of-the-mill, American family — 19 kids, four (maybe five) moms, and two(ish) dads. He grew up in an innocent time when kids drank out of garden hoses, played Little League baseball, and poisoned their classroom guppies.
His was a childhood jam-packed with bikes, bullies, grandmas, and growth spurts that slowly changed into a world of travel, trysts, Jello, and gin. Toss in a flying bull, a hypnotist, and two lovestruck mutts, and you'll get a taste of a life that began in the idyllic streets of Poplar Grove, USA.
"Confessions of a Redheaded Stepchild" is a collection of wistful and wildly insane memories told through the eyes of an optimistic kid turned jaded curmudgeon who somehow managed to survive it all.
Heartfelt honesty from Perry goes a long way to make this a good read. I admire someone who comes from disfunction, who can then tell the stories in an engrossing, ofttimes humorous way. Well done!
One of the best books I've read in the past several years. Perry's wit is delicious and his stories bring you back to your own childhood. His family is a mix of absurd and endearing. It's his prose, though, that bring it all to life and make you want more.