For as much as Spiegelman struggled with the most difficult of topics, his follow-up on the original work perhaps excels it, not just in the horror of the closing chapters of his father's memories of the death camps, but in the struggles and real failings in addressing his own anxieties around his relationship with his father and that history. Do we find resolution to every thread Spiegelman has pulled? Of course not, but a tidy tying up is nothing history delivers us, and the story--as becomes clear--does not end. We none of us are heroes, and none particularly admirable under such circumstances. Some survive; and that may be all which can be said of them with skeptical confidence. That even these survivors are not so few still with us makes Spiegelman's recording of this oral history all the more significant. I'm grateful for the window into this chapter of the author's life with his father.