This memoir by Harry is a real eye-opener for me. Even as a royal, he feels more familiar like the common folk; I am inclined to think that he was born into the wrong family. One can feel the truthfulness in his words, regardless whether he speaks of dark or embarrassing issues, or his greatest joys. In a nutshell, Harry has continued to prove what his dearly departed mother had done a lifetime ago — that no amount of royal blood should make one less human.