I finally read Barack Obama's first book, Dreams From My Father, which is vastly better than most books by politicians. He had a lot of courage to write the book because, while he roams across a lot of topics, the focus of the book is his exploration of his father, who left when he was two or three and whom he didn't see again, and who was killed in an auto accident when Obama was 21. He starts with the tales his mother and her family told him as a chi1d, about this wise, courageous African exchange student; and as an adult Obama did the research to discover a father who was deceptive, promiscuous, politically inept, and a lousy driver.