Bill Bryson's The Life and Times of the Thunderbolt Kid: A Memoir

My oldest sister, who was born when the victors of WW2 were still in doubt, sent this to me.

Ostensibly this is a memoir but I would call it a humor-enhanced edition.  (His mother was suxh a bad cook so  the family cslled the kitchen "thr Burn Unit.")  Although four years older than me, many aspects of 1950s life were not so terribly different from my earliest memories.  My memoirs will be factual.   To the extent they will be funny, it will usually because the events (one pound of sodium hurled into the Pacific Ocean, home built mortars firing soda cans so far out to sea that they were still rising when they disappeared) were funny, embarrassing, or bizarre.  Nitrogen triodide; making doorknobs explode with unexpected noise and a burn so minor thst only idioticslly large quantities caused injuries.