I don’t give star ratings to memoirs - it feels too much like rating a person’s life on a scale of 1-5. But this book was delightful. A consistently funny, often poignant, and genuinely heartfelt love letter to growing up through the end of the 20th century, this book is comprised of a series of anecdotes from the author’s life as a ginger. To be fair, Murphy’s ginger-ness isn’t actually that central of a feature in his story, especially once he moves into adulthood, but it does feature in one or two of the more memorable moments of the book, including a ginger Afro holding a whole classroom’s worth of pens, pencils and other stationary items. The book includes stories about Murphy’s time as an altar boy, being confused for the other Ryan Murphy (of Glee fame), and a war on house flies. Some of its most significant moments, though, were those that explored Murphy’s relationships with the people around him; how those people made him who he is today, and the impact he has also had on their lives. He writes with earnest love of his parents, grandparents (and a larger-than-life step grandparent), his wife, and many others, and in many ways this book is an homage to all of those people, who you really do feel you come to know as a reader throughout the book.
A slice of life memoir that anyone will be able to enjoy!