I’m a fan. It’s an autobiography of the man’s life. I should enjoy the read, right?
You know how it ends? It just stops after the death of his wife. You’d think it would recount his life up to the 1980′s when he wrote it. You would think but no, it ends after the death of his wife in 1971. He lived until 1994 and the book ends at the death of Helen Cushing “that fateful Thursday in 1971, January 14th”.
These are literally the last two pages:
I AM UGLY CRYING