This book was imaginative and sad. It's about a guy who feels like he doesn't know his father. As his father is on his death bed, the son pleads with his dad to tell him about himself. He wants to know what his dad believes, how he feels about things, what makes him tick. The father has always related to his son by telling him tall tales and jokes. Even in his final hours, as the son is desperate for answers about his father, the father will not be serious and give him straight answers to his questions.
What the son learns through the process is that his father's biggest desire is to be seen as a great man. He makes up stories about taming giants, buying cities, meeting with two headed geishas, etc. so that the son will see him as a hero.
In the end, the son is left with nothing more than stories to sift through. He must try to separate the kernels of truth from the stories to construct what his father's life was really like. He resorts to using his father's stories to tell future generations who his father was.
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