I started off enthralled by this book but lost interest midway through it. I admired his Mother and I was especially fond of his eldest brother. However, I feel as a reporter Mr. Bragg owed us some background on his father. I also noticed that there were almost no references to his younger brother, Mark. Mr. Bragg wonders aloud at the demons that haunt his younger sibling. Perhaps those demons are from a lifetime of indifference from the men in his family. Ignored by his older brothers and abandoned by his father, his only solace was the grasping neediness of his mother. The only part of the book I enjoyed were the parts involving his Mother, and I could have done without the almost constant crowing about the fact that he paid for his mother's house. That was a good thing, but we didn't need to read about it over and over again. Get over yourself, Mr. Bragg.