David Sedaris' piece on his mother's alcoholism is remarkable on several levels. 1) Straightforwardly, it's his own story of sadness and loss. 2) Less directly (possibly not even deliberately -- I can't tell) it's his mother's story. That a woman who was used to having six children sit around with her at the dinner table every night to hear her stories and hang on her every word, eventually reduced to living alone with a man who sounds kind of annoying -- it's not surprising her alcoholism took a turn for the worse and her moods turned angry. Sedaris always portrays himself in his writing as obnoxiously self-centered and oblivious to others' feelings, but his essays show this isn't true. 3) You know how in Norah Ephron's family everyone always said "Everything is copy"? In David Sedaris' family, clearly the tradition was that you could embellish a true story if it made it better/funnier. Sedaris has been criticized for not adhering strictly to the truth in his supposedly nonfiction essays, but he's the one writer I can forgive for this. Now I know why!