Awkward, cringeworthy, mortifyingly honest and refreshingly vulnerable, emerging author C.W. Emge's first collection of essays is simultaneously hyper-personal and universally relatable. Part confessional, part poignant reflection, the stories are a witty, light-hearted look at blue-collar spirituality through the lens of Catholicism, growing up as an adopted child in the Midwest during the eighties and early nineties and the lasting cultural significance of tight-rolled Z Cavaricci pants and paisley-print silk shirts.