Why did I love this book?
While I have no desire to return to being a naïve teenager, Charlie’s wide-eyed tale of adolescence tugged at the sentimentalist in me. Charlie’s life was less than perfect but he kept going back out into the world to discover new, wondrous things. Sometimes those adventures led him upward and sometimes they led him downward. Adults are not immune to ups and downs. I certainly am not. Charlie’s tale did remind me of some of my own teenage tales. Like the time I came in last at a track race and fell down and cried because I thought it was the worst thing ever (it was not). Or the time a cute girl asked where I lived and I felt wonderful for days. So Charlie’s tale reminded me that I could feel wonder and that I should set aside my cynicism sometimes and let that happen.