This is Pelzer’s memoir of life in the neighborhood where he spent his teenage years. There are the usual antics he and his friends get into and there are some great people to get to know in the land of adults.
What sets this apart is Pelzer’s position as a foster kid, coming out of a series of foster homes after being taken from his abusive mother. It’s great because he’s so normal for a teenage kid. Or, at least, he wants to be. Nobody’s actually “normal.”
At the beginning and in every bit of text pertaining to the author, everyone likes to point out how Pelzer is a motivational speaker now. I wish they’d left that out. I kept looking for the preaching in the book and I think that searching devalued my experience.
And I’ll tell you what I really think:
Scenery/Setting: Was I taken back in time? Yes. Did I see the community, the people and even the cars in the driveways clearly? Yes. It’s simple, like an old sitcom. Perfect for the situation.
Characters Portrayal of the People: I think they said it better than I did; there are notes from some of the people who played a part in Pelzer’s life at the end. They go over what they thought of life in that neighborhood, what they think of Pelzer, and what they think of Pelzer’s portrayal of those days.
We should all be so lucky as to have the beer toting, philosophizing, and strong personality of Michael “The Sarge” Marsh giving us advice and support. Or the close friendship of David Howard. Or, for a boy who really missed his father, the nurturing of Dan Brazell.
I really did feel like I got to know them as Pelzer knew them growing up.
The Story: I’m not accustomed to reading memoirs like this. It is a random smattering of events and even as a coming-of-age story, it lacks any real sense of progression—beginning, middle, or end. Or aging. I kept wondering how old he was in certain events and when he’d tell me, I was always a little surprised.
I know with nonfiction, that you have to go with what you’ve got, but I feel like there are themes in everything. In this particular book, we start off with a phone call telling Pelzer of Dan Brazell’s death. The way that spurred Pelzer’s memory of the last time he saw the man he called Dad, then sent him into memories of Duinsmoore Way, made me think this was to be a story of how he became close to Dan. Now, that was a part of the story—a small part. But the main body dealt with Pelzer’s antics with his friends and his efforts to make sure he had a start in the world before he turned eighteen and left the foster care system.
I hate to say it out loud, but I would have preferred the story of exactly how “Dan” grew to “Dad.” Even at the cost of some of the other stuff. Because, while the other stuff was interesting to read in a “get to know you” kind of way, I need an arc. I need a purpose. Or else, I would prefer to go socialize for real, allowing a person to get to know me as I got to know them.
Overall: This is only the second biographical book I’ve ever read. And both were autobiographical. It’s just not my thing.
It’s also my understanding that Pelzer has written other accounts of his life and how he’s lived it. I wouldn’t mind reading them, but I doubt I’ll ever go out of my way to attain them. I’m glad that things turned out good for Pelzer, but I’ve known people with crappy pasts that have done the same thing he did. Only, I know them in person, so they’re more impressive to me.
The lingering questions: Is this really supposed to be…motivational? I’m honestly asking.