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Title	:	Ironweed (The Albany Cycle #3)
Author	:	William Kennedy
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	First Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 208 pages
Published	:	September 30th 2004 by Simon & Schuster Ltd (first published 1983)
Categories	:	Fiction. Historical. Historical Fiction. Literature. Classics. Novels. American. Literary Fiction

Ironweed (The Albany Cycle #3)

William Kennedy

Paperback | Pages: 208 pages

Rating: 3.86 | 15300 Users | 677 Reviews

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Francis Phelan, ex-ballplayer, part-time gravedigger, full-time drunk, has hit bottom. Years ago he left Albany in a hurry after killing a scab during a trolley workers' strike. He ran away again after accidentally -- and fatally -- dropping his infant son.

Now, in 1938, Francis is back in town, roaming the old familiar streets with his hobo pal, Helen, trying to make peace with the ghosts of the past and the present.

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Original Title:	Ironweed
ISBN:	0743263065 (ISBN13: 9780743263061)
Edition Language:	English
Series:	The Albany Cycle #3
Setting:	Albany, New York(United States) New York State(United States)
Literary Awards:	Pulitzer Prize for Fiction (1984), PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction Nominee (1984), National Book Critics Circle Award for Fiction (1983)

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Treasure of the Rubbermaids 19: Big Rock Candy MountainThe on-going discoveries of priceless books and comics found in a stack of Rubbermaid containers previously stored and forgotten at my parents house and untouched for almost 20 years. Thanks to my father dumping them back on me, I now spend my spare time unearthing lost treasures from their plastic depths.Francis Phelan is living the romantic life of a hobo during the Great Depression. Drifting from town to town by hopping trains and with no

As a disclaimer: when I finished this book, I discovered it was the last in a trilogy. I have not read the two preceding works. Nonetheless, here's my reaction to it as a stand-alone novel.The book is difficult to characterize because the main character both engages and repels. He comes from an Irish-American, Catholic, working-class family and neighborhood in Albany, NY, in the early decades of the 20th century. He is haunted by his past; he caused several deaths--some intentionally, some not.

The dead, they all got eyes.I wanted to hate this book. Portions of it are simply offensive. Those portions, however, are significantly outweighed by Kennedys ability to create beautiful prose out of objectionable material. There are, no doubt, pages of this book that read like poetry. The first chapter is a compelling introduction to a character that begs for your revulsion, receiving instead your compassion. Francis Phelan is a bum, having left his wife and children over twenty years ago

Stunning. Absorbing. Heartbreaking. Easily the best novel I've read in years. Each book in Kennedy's Albany Trilogy is worth your attention but the final novel, Ironweed, is the tour de force that will leave you at once thoughtful, enriched, and somber. Guess them Pulitzer Prize folks know their game, alright.

The prose of this book is so gorgeous I could almost overlook that it's about a drunk, violent, nasty bum, his bum buddies, and their enablers. Almost. Maybe there wasn't enough background to make the characters sympathetic? It's a really short book and I feel like some important parts were missing, or maybe they were alluded to and I'm not bright enough to pick up on them? Why was this bum so appealing to everyone? Why should I give a shit about him? That's what's missing.I got all excited in

I made a decision a few weeks ago that I would read all the Pulitzer Prize winners for fiction, beginning in the year I was born (1984) and continuing through the present. I always know what's next, the mix of authors and material is varied, and I will finally get around to reading some things I know I should have gotten to long ago. Ironweed, as you may have figured out, was the 1984 winner.In it, Kennedy tells the story of a bum who was once a well liked ball-player and family man but lost

When I was a kid, I used to see the ironweed blooming along the creeks and edges of fields. Many years later, I saw a novel by the same name had won the Pulitzer Prize. Now I finally got around to reading it, and I am glad I did. Francis "Fran" Phelan is an ex-ballplayer (a third baseman for the Washington Senators, my favorite team). Francis dropped his baby boy Gerald on his head and killed him twenty-two years ago, and left home in great sorrow and regret. Francis calls himself a bum, though