Relatively Speaking memoir is a family affair
By Elizabeth Kane Buzzelli
Its All Relative
By Wade Rouse
The thing about Wade Rouses new memoir Its All Relative, is that you shouldnt expect a clown show. Maybe his last memoir, At Least in the City Someone Would Hear Me Scream, began with a raccoon on his head but dont expect this one to be all snickers and titters, though, of course, theyre in here too.
The relatives of the title are his mother, father, extended Ozark family, friends, and his lover, Gary. The encounters with all of them are viewed not with a jaundiced eye, poking fun, but with loving honesty about the people of his life and about himself.
The book takes a look at a year of celebrations not from any one year but celebrations from all the years of his life beginning with past New Years Eves, to Oscar Parties, Ash Wednesdays, Valentines Day, birthdays, Easter, Secretarys Day, Barbies Birthday, Halloween and, of course, Thanksgiving and Christmas. All those holidays we dread and look forward to and keep in our memories for the sweetness of them and for the disappointments (well, maybe not Barbies Birthday).
So, lets jump into this swift-flowing river of memory, starting with some of my favorites, both funny and poignant. There is the Oscar party when Gary dressed up as Oscar himself, draped in gold lamé, only to find that gold lamé Is highly chaffing.