Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.Sample Book Insights: #1 When I was seven years old, I saw nine men in orange softball uniforms racing around Memorial Field, the silhouette of Charles Dickens silk-screened on their chests. They were competitors, but they never stopped laughing. I laughed harder than anyone.#2 I remember the game well, and the beginning of my relationship with time. I wanted to watch the men forever, so I could understand what was so funny. I lived with my grandfather, Grandpa, and my mother’s two grown siblings.#3 My father was a popular rock ’n’ roll disc jockey, and his plummy baritone flew down the Hudson River. He would speak each day into a large microphone in New York City, and his voice would burst from the radio on Grandpa’s kitchen table.#4 The Voice was my only connection to the masculine world. I listened so attentively to The Voice that I became a prodigy at selective listening, which I thought was a gift until it proved to be a curse.