Paul Auster: The Invention of Solitude

30. March 2008 16:32

My father was the baby, and for his whole life he continued to look up to his three older brothers. As a boy he was known as Son­ny. He suffered from asthma and allergies, did well in school, played end on the football team and ran the 440 for the track team at Central High in Newark. He graduated in the first year of the Depression, went to law school at night for a semester or two, and then dropped out, exactly as his brothers had done before him.

Author: Paul Auster

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