An earthy, literate read-laced with a strong dose of humor-awaits the reader in “I Knew I Was Naked.” Authored by Sean Lacey, this fiction-adventure is the window to a unique American boyhood that will amuse and inspire.
Set during the Great Depression and World War II, the language of the novel recaptures the time. This is the story of Sean Lacey, an American boy of Irish descent. Sean is shy, shy about a body ahead of his age. In the 1930s, grown-ups and bullies have no truck with boy-modesty.
The tale begins when Sean is five and follows his trials a year at a time. The plot takes a turn at age thirteen when Bryan O'Neill-Sean's near-opposite and self-appointed older brother-adds a new dimension. But trouble has a way of worming itself in. Bryan's loyalty never wavers, but Sean is tested to the breaking point and beyond.
In the end, like all good books, “I Knew I Was Naked” is a love story-not your everyday love story-that the surprising conclusion unfolds.