Growing Up in Gloucester

(from the rear cover) ...... My treasured old friend Isaac Patch, at a mere ninety-two has written an inexhaustible memoir of his astonishing, ever memorable, ever renewable, and marvelously patterned life. His mental snapshots and documentaries keep erupting from the depths and breadths of a Methusalean memory. An old saying around Fishtown has it that you may take the boy outa Glosta, but you'll never take Glosta outa the boy -- which I suppose depends as much on the boy as it does on Our Place. In Ike's case, what a boyhood, what a life, and what a guy -- as you'll learn or have confirmed herein to your delight. And in the matter of Gloucester, yeah, what a place -- likewise as deep as it is broad.