Move over Frank McCourt, there’s a new kid on the literary block! Six-year old Kevin Carroll learned on his first day in Catholic school that wise guys get a smack in the head and a trip to the coat closet. Corporal punishment only made him more determined to crack a joke and defy the Mother Superior, leading to endless youthful escapades in the South Bronx projects.

Leaving school in 9th grade, Kevin worked at numerous low pay jobs until he was accepted by the New York City city sanitation department. The young risk-taker tried heroin, liked it and took it again. Before he knew it, Kevin had an addiction, leading to twenty-seven years of dangerous drug buys in Harlem and the South Bronx and mad exploits in order to pay for his habit.

After a third arrest for buying drugs while on the job, he finally went upstate to rehab and got clean. When the drug counselor suggested he write about his experiences, the words poured out from this natural story teller. Three months later, Kevin came out of rehab free from drugs, his notebooks filled with hilarious, harrowing and heartwarming stories.

I Still Can’t Fly speaks of redemption and triumph over a disease that is wreaking havoc across the country. Clean for 23 years, his story will discourage many from trying drugs and encourage those with addictions to get beat their addiction and get healthy.