A review by babsellen
Remembering Denny by Calvin Trillin

3.0

Like the author, I never got a sense of who Denny truly was. I think that was the point but somehow the book never seemed to go beyond scratching the surface. Interesting musings about coming of age in the fifties as a privileged white male on the cusp of enormous societal changes. I wondered sometimes throughout the reading that if I were Denny, how would I feel about a one-time peripheral friend writing an entire book about me full of speculation about my suicide.