George Hodgman grew up in Madison and Paris, in Northeast Missouri. After college, he moved to New York City and worked as an editor and author. A few years ago, he came home to check on his Mother, Betty, who, at 90, is becoming more and more confused and less and less able to function on her own. Having lost his job, he ended up staying in Paris to take care of Betty.In this memoir, he writes about his childhood in rural Missouri, his parents, Betty and Big George, and his feeling of having 'something wrong' with him all the time. As a gay man in a household and a town where homosexuality was never spoken about, he felt compelled to get away, even though he loved his home and loved his town.
And he writes about taking care of an elderly parent who can no longer be the independent person she wants to be, the one she always was. He writes with low-keyed but powerful imagery of the frustrations and sense of uncertainty of becoming the parent to a parent.
A beautiful, well-written exploration of family, friendship and community.
288 pages





