Another great story about Scudder recalling past events and his continuing struggle with alcoholism. There is no self-pity in his story, no superhero crime solving. I have never liked other authors whose characters drink a lot. But I find Scudder more poignant than pathetic, similar in some ways to Jame Lee Burke's Robicheaux. Block's writing is lean. Burke is more dense and intense. Both Robicheaux and Scudder have to overcome their personal demons. The contrast is a wonderful and intense blend of personal conviction and courage.