In order to enjoy this book you have to accept that Dawson's authentic voice has not been preserved. It's a book by Glaubman. Glaubman inserts himself into every chapter as a strong presence, and I frankly do not find him very interesting. I would have preferred an oral history to this gussied-up presentation which begins Chapter One, for example, this way: "Wanting to enjoy every moment, I stared at the hard candies..." Give me a break. If George Dawson began his sentences with gerunds, I'll eat my hat.
"A sinister cabal of superior writers."