Jarrett Krosoczka's graphic memoir of his childhood is compelling, sad and joyful all at the same time. He is born to a teen mother addicted to heroin who is in and out of rehab and prison during his childhood. His grandfather gets custody of him and he is raised by his grandparents. Shirley and Joe were not the sweetest grandparents; they liked a drink and a cigarette and had some grueling arguments, but they loved Ja and saw to his needs. They enrolled him in art classes even though they didn't think art was a valuable career. They took care of him when his mother could not and he loved them for it. This book reads like a love letter to those grandparents turned parents flawed and all. It is a story of addiction and abandonment, but also love and hope. It was a fantastic read and worthy of all the acclaim it is getting.