Short review:
This is a spare yet touching fictionalized account of Tobias Wolfe's teen years at an East Coast boarding school in the early 1960s. The young narrator, poor, on scholarship, ambitious, and desperate to fit into the affluent and competitive environment, adopts the aloof mannerisms of his wealthier schoolmates and uses dishonesty to stay ahead. The following passage warns of his hard fall:
"I guess he finished his story, I said. I guess so, Bill said. How’s yours going? He said this in a worn, tender way that surprised me. We were almost at the end of our years together, and without ever fighting or deviling each other like most other roommates, we were farther from being friends than on our first day. We had made ourselves unknowable behind our airs and sardonic courtesies. The one important truth I’d discovered about him, we’d silently agreed never to acknowledge. Many such agreements had evolved between us. No acknowledgment of who we really were – of trouble, weakness, or doubt – of our worries about the life ahead and the sort of men we were becoming. Never; not a word. We’d kept everything witty and cool, until the air between us was so ironized that to say anything in earnest would have been a breach of manners, even of trust."
The truth, the young man ultimately learns, has a life of its own. It stuns, shreds falseness, is self-cleansing, and reveals lies and covetousness. In the quest for a worthy life, it is always best to accept and embrace who you really are, accept life's challenges with humility and a desire to work hard. Honesty is always the best policy.