240 pages
Completed 3/11/11
Honestly, I picked up this memoir because of my and the author's shared last name. I mean, come on, it's not a often seen last name. I was neither impressed nor disappointed with this tale from dry-humored Mulgrew. Stories of his Irish - read, drunk - family growing up in Philadelphia, his parents' torrid relationship, and his own poor choices, the memoir is relatively amusing, if not offering much of a story.
Maybe it's because I enjoy more dramatic and devastating memoirs, but this one was a bit uneventful. The dozens of occasionally humorous footnotes were annoying at best, and the pictures poorly captioned - I legitimately had no idea what they were portraying most of the time. Eh, should've skipped this one.
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