I purchased this book in the summer of ‘71, and aside from the last chapter have not read it until now. Raucher‘s novel is both embarrassingly funny and heartbreakingly sad. His descriptions of adolescent boys and sex are spot on hilarious. His description of Hermie trying to impress Dorothy is humiliating and painfully accurate. The conclusion is tragic and cathartic. I tear up every time I read it, and this time was no exception.