Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance
In this lyrical, unsentimental, and compelling memoir, the son of a black African father and a white American mother searches for a workable meaning to his life as a black American. It begins in New York, where Barack Obama learns that his father—a figure he knows more as a myth than as a man—has been killed in a car accident. This sudden death inspires an emotional odyssey—first to a small town in Kansas, from which he retraces the migration of his mother’s family to Hawaii, and then to Kenya, where he meets the African side of his family, confronts the bitter truth of his father’s life, and at last reconciles his divided inheritance.
Pictured in lefthand photograph on cover: Habiba Akumu Hussein and Barack Obama, Sr. (President Obama's paternal grandmother and his father as a young boy). Pictured in righthand photograph on cover: Stanley Dunham and Ann Dunham (President Obama's maternal grandfather and his mother as a young girl).
From the Trade Paperback edition.
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Great writing - thoughtful, intelligent and eloquent. - Goodreads
Lacked any insight into mixes race issues. - Goodreads
Prose of a poet; unstinting, unblinking. - Goodreads
This is a good introduction to who Obama is. - Goodreads
Part bio, part rich storytelling adventure. - Goodreads
Obama is an articulate, compelling writer. - Goodreads
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