Sigh, Gone

Sigh, Gone

Coming to American after the fall of Saigon, two-year-old Phuc Tran didn’t know the difficult path still ahead of him. For being the only Vietnamese, heck the only Asian, family in small town America, he was bound to stand out. Sigh, Gone is his tale of how he found his path to feeling comfortable in his own skin through books and punk rock.

Since I spent my twenties in the LA punk rock scene and a lifetime with my head in a book, this memoir seemed right up my alley. According to Ancestry, some long ago relative of mine came here during the Irish potato famine in 1846. So I’m a long way past being a refugee. However, this heartfelt memoir and coming-of-age tale taught me much about the experience of being different in a sea of American melting pot sameness. I really enjoyed Sigh, Gone. 5 stars!

Thanks to Flatiron Books and NetGalley for a copy in exchange for my honest review.

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