Let's get one thing out of the way right off the bat: Schrand is a fantastic writer and a great storyteller, weaving detail and humor in such a way that you don't notice the pages flying by. Complete honesty reigns in this memoir about his transition from boyhood in rural Idaho to becoming a man during college in Utah.
Opening with a scene of him and his buddies getting pulled over in the desert for speeding and drugs, only to be released with a wrist slap because of his ties to the college the sheriff's grandson attends, Schrand's story and writing style suck you in by the end of the first page. His subtle humor is woven throughout the book in a natural way and gives you a good glimpse into the author's personality ("As I stand there in the feet-spread-out, hands-up, you're-so-going-to-prison pose, hindsight storms my mind.")
As he used books throughout his life to categorize his different stages of growth, the creativity and cohesiveness of the stories are well-blended with wit and truth and are never boring (although they were sometimes a bit crude for my taste).
My rating: A well-written and entertaining read.