We’ll miss you, Frank

I was still married, living in SoCal suburbia, when I discovered Frank McCourt and “Angela’s Ashes.” Stream of consciousness. Vibrant. Poignant. Harrowing. Funny. And oh so human. My copies of both “Angela’s Ashes” and “Tis” are long gone now, loaned out stories that never returned home to my shelves. But, like all good storytellers, his will live on, even as he has died today. May you find peace, Frank. And thank you for sharing your story, your heart and yourself.

NPR story

LA Times story



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