From train tracks to opium dens, and finally to the stability of a job at the San Francisco Public Library, Jack Black writes a very personal account of adventure, hardship, loneliness, and longing. I absolutely loved this book. Black is a wonderfully interesting person, and his story is like none that I have ever found anywhere else--the story of a hobo in the early 1900's, who steals, does drugs, lives like a bum, rides the trains, and eventually decides he's had enough, settling down to a more conventional lifestyle.
He is the kind of person you want to meet and have a beer with. When the book was over I lent it to every person I cared about and they all loved it too.