A small-town boy who dresses in his mothers bikini when he’s five so he
can be queen of the pageant has some issues to address in his life,
especially when that small town is in rural southwestern Missouri.
Rouse tells wonderful tales of a family that may not have understood
him, but loved him nonetheless. The family tales are the best part of
this memoir; I kept seeing my family in his tales, even though our
families have different oddities. The stories of Rouses schooling will
strike a chord with anyone who was picked on in school for any reason
(at least Rouse had the female half of the school that liked him).
I think the heart of this memoir was supposed to be his rediscovery of
who he really is, but it never made it. I’m glad he’s become better
adjusted, but the stories of his childhood are the heart of the book to
me. An exceptional read. And no, that has nothing to do with the fact
that he works for Washington University!