Here is an interesting memoir about one of the most fascinating (and one of my personal favorites!) writers in history. It was penned by a member of Hemingway's inner circle. Reading about the great man's downward spiral was truly sad and at times rather uncomfortable. The way the Mayo Clinic treated him in the final weeks of his life was simply horrific. They sent him home even though his own wife knew it would spell the end for him. Granted, this was almost 50 years ago, but it's still stunning. I had always thought of Hemingway as a depressed alcoholic, but I never realized just how deep his mental illness and delusions ran. I learned a great deal from this memoir. However, the middle part dragged on for me quite a bit as I grew tired of reading about bullfighting and the seemingly endless parties. But overall, it was a good read.