A Walking Peace: Foreword by Dr. Carl Kowalski
Author House, Dec 6, 2005 - Biography & Autobiography - 236 pages
"A story of INSPIRATION... Nathan is truly rising up and moving forward" - Robin Roberts, ABC Good Morning America "A story WORTHY of the BIG SCREEN" - The Boston Globe "Not your average WARD of the STATE" - The Enterprise "Walking TALL" - Boston Herald A Walking Peace is a non-fiction account of the coming of age of a young African American man adopted and raised by a deeply religious but profoundly troubled family in inner-city Boston in the 1980s and 90s. It addresses the author's entanglement with the issues of abandonment, poverty, and homelessness. It profiles his search for racial identity, self-worth, and love-his quest for the "walking peace" of the title. This memoir offers a graphic description of the physical, verbal, and sexual abuse the author secretly endured throughout much of his childhood at the hands of family members. It focuses primarily, however, not on his victimization but on his transcendence of his circumstances through the combined powers of religious faith.
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