While my lithe body was folded like a piece of plaid-patterned origami into seat 4D of a five plus hour flight, I distracted myself by consuming Kevin Sessum's memoir of growing up gay in 1960's Mississippi. With nuanced details, Sessum managed to transport this reader from the drone of a jet plane to the deep South during a period ripe with racial tension and introduce characters so lovingly rendered that I wished they were sitting next to me so I to could make their acquaintance. I can't recommend it more.
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