The Death of My Father the Pope
A Memoir
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Publisher Description
A man mourning his alcoholic father faces a paradox: to pay tribute, lay scorn upon, or pour a drink. A wrenching, dazzling, revelatory debut
Weaving between the preparations for his father's funeral and memories of life on both sides of the U.S.–Mexico border, Obed Silva chronicles his father's lifelong battle with alcoholism and the havoc it wreaked on his family. Silva and his mother had come north across the border to escape his father’s violent, drunken rages. His father had followed and danced dangerously in and out of the family’s life until he was arrested and deported back to Mexico, where he drank himself to death, one Carta Blanca at a time, at the age of forty-eight.
Told with a wry cynicism, a profane, profound anger, an antic, brutally honest voice, and a hard-won classical frame of reference, Silva channels the heartbreak of mourning while wrestling with the resentment and frustration caused by addiction. The Death of My Father the Pope is a fluid and dynamic combination of memoir and an examination of the power of language—and the introduction of a unique and powerful literary voice.
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Silva braids the story of his father's death with tales of his own tumultuous life growing up between the United States and Mexico in his poignant debut. His father was an alcoholic who died at age 48 due to liver failure, a tragic ending that, to Silva, seemed inevitable. Though the death felt expected, Silva's anger and grief during the funeral did not. He recalls how his complex relationship with his father—who was "sometimes a sinner and sometimes a saint"—was saturated with love, abuse, and neglect: "He loved us in the way that only a sick man can love anybody: indelicately." With bluntness and dark humor, he reflects on the addictions and abuses that addled his childhood as he shuttled back and forth between his divorced parents' homes, from his mother's house in California to his father's in Chihuahua, Mexico—as well as his own dependencies on painkillers and cocaine as an adult. Silva also mourns places as much as people, creating a dynamic character out of his father's home and extended family in Chihuahua, where the "ever-polluting and sardine-packed piñata buses... undoubtedly bad for the lungs, but good for the spirit." This lyrical memoir offers an indelible look at the complicated ways grief, family, and addiction can intertwine.
