With the focus on ALS of late, thanks to the ice bucket challenge, I've heard Lou Gehrig's name more in the last few weeks than the entire previous year. Many people know little about the man, other than: 1) He had a horrific disease. 2) He played baseball.
This is tragic, because he was a man who lived a life before the ALS struck. I'm not a big non-fiction reader, but this book made me one. I read it several years ago, and still remember sitting there and getting near the end. I had to set the book down and use both hands to wipe away the tears so I could continue reading. Brilliant book about a man who was far far more than the disease that killed him.