Only a naive 19 when I began, finished with gobs of helpful insights, engrossing wit, sardonic satire that'd make anyone cognizant this is a test of our Finite Existence; full of tall-true-tales making U.S. passionate for Heaven-Above: a novel of aggressive conundrums, Salvador-Dali-homily, and savvy MHz from a severely, head-injured-Catholic. Perfect for a rainy day when you realize the Son's behind the clouds.