I will always look up to him
I read Patrimony in 1995. I was 32. I knew even then that this would be one of the finest father-and-son memoirs I would ever read. I’m much older now, less easily amazed, less stubbornly certain about many things, and still hopelessly bookish. Now I believe this is one of the best books I’ve ever read.
There are just some books that make you feel proud to have become this person who prefers reading to almost any other joy that life has to offer. There are books that make you feel, having “known” the people in them, you are now a better person—or books that make you want to be a better person.