Wednesday, April 9, 2014
The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls
I most certainly would rate this one high. I grew fond of the Dad and wish that he had the tools to deal with the issues underlying his addiction to alcohol. My emotions were like water in a bathtub when entering or exiting; sometimes great admiration for his sensitivity and creativity but swamped by depth of sorrow for his cluelessness or choice to ignore the needs of his family.
Here was a family that homeschooled without calling it that.