Deloris E. Jordan, older sister to NBA legend, Michael Jordan, has written a scathing memoir about the Jordan family and its most talented son. She delves deeply into the family's past, even revealing secrets of her parent's marriage, hidden sins, and her own alienation. She shuns the perception that the Jordan family was perfect or that her brother's success was beneficial to them. On the contrary, she insists that Michael's fame came at a price to every one around him.

Unfortunately, the book fails to live up to it's titillating description. Certainly, Jordan describes a family that was at times chaotic and less than perfect. But what family isn't? She spends a good portion of the book blaming her misfortune on her younger brother's success. She spends several chapters lambasting Micheal over a laundry list of offenses, including; not supporting her financially, failing to send her children to college, giving her a used vehicle instead of a new one and having the temerity to gamble with his own money, when he had cousins and other relatives who had dreams that needed financing.

Not to belittle her tragic past, but Jordan seems to have misplaced her anger and resentment. Instead of focusing her energies on those who actually caused her harm, she's chosen to point her finger at her brother. It's page-after-page of whining about how her life has been ruined. In truth, Ms. Jordan is worse than the vultures she describes who have tried relentlessly to tag onto Michael Jordan's fame. Clearly she has decided to lay open the pages of family business for her own profit.

The book is poorly written and disjointed. Obvious grammatical errors jump off almost every page. Perhpas if Ms. Jordan had spent more time in grammer class (and run the book past an editor), her life and this book may have turned out better.

In the last chapter, Ms. Jordan promises to provide more details about the Jordan family and Michael in her follow-up book. This reviewer says - please don't!