Big thanks to good friend and most craftsman-like writer rock star dude Tom Williams for his most kind words about My Father's House. Happy to be coupled as well with the Barry Graham and his painfully splendid Nothing or Next to Nothing. And despite your inability to fully grasp Patrick Ewing's astounding levels of awesomeness, drinks on us for sure when next we meet. Now how about some excerpt? Word.
"For it seems as though that what the book chronicles is all the mess
that occurs and accumulates and one tries to run from but that in the
end must be dealt with in order to move on. And of course, it’s Ben
Tanzer: so it’s funny in all the right places, kinda sexy in a wrong,
wrong, wrong kind of way, and replete with references to the Knicks of
Pat Ewing."
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