This Memoir is 100% true, regardless that you'll doubt it often. It covers some highlights from Bucky's birth to age 23. If you'd rather not labor for 100 pages into a developing plot before getting to the meat, but would prefer jumping from quick ride to quick ride, and not knowing in the slightest what's coming up next in these more than 100 episodes, you'll be happy. If you like experiencing all the emotions we mortals are imbued with, you'll be happier still. However, you'll be happiest if you're lucky enough to be on the throne when you hit the Hystericals. But, you'll be a little concerned when you finish the book that you hadn't paid a bit more for it. But, that's ok, not to worry. The best of good luck and good health. Thank you. Now, if you insist on needing more selling before you invest a few candy bar's worth of dough to get into this mind bender, please understand that it's difficult to synopsize over a hundred separate and distinct episodes of happenings. That would be an eclectic nightmare. Suffice it to say that there are joys, smashed fingers, squirming Padres, exhilarations, torments, gisczhelskis, successes, Bronko Nagurski Nuns, failures, a dinky pee pee, rocks in beans, prayers, boxing, oil burning, a severed thumb, stolen church money, lime burns, loose and happy girls, a fake hornet sting, an altar fire, a ham bone rebush job, a terrifying speech, nocturnal permissions, a bloody skull, concrete pours, St. Thomas Aquinas, boiler makers, a dumped bulldozer, damnation, Quasi Moto, a golden heart, exhaust fireworks, a chicken farm, a pioneering strokurbator, book wallops, cop chases, Pom Pom Polaway, birthing excretion confusions, the Colonel Bogey March, near deaths, Impure Thoughts, bombs, infinity, a German Goiter, slit wrists, a monster disgorged salad, Epilepsy, a Lion's Club gumball machine, dirty arms & hands, drum electric blankets, Beater impellers, meteorology, slim-jim peniles, river dyeing, police gun shots, wrestling pins, Abe Lincoln, peeing contests, the Abdominally six-packed Abominable Snowman, hog slaughtering, rockets, ear twisting, wet-crotch cheerleading, a paper boy reverse Santa Claus bag, Retreats, weightlifting, Brother's Shakespeare, crashing logs, Toby's hinder, and things like that, on and on. So, you COULD, but only if you really want to, temporarily forgo those few candy bars, which are mostly fat & sugar anyway, and smoke some calories screaming thru this kaleidoscopic journey for some wholesome exercise. Thanks again