It made me want to read Audubon’s bird biographies. It was also the first time I can remember coming very near to crying at the end of a biography. I mean, of course the guy dies. I knew he would, but still … The only thing that kept it from being a 10 is that his years in England when he traveled around drumming up money for his books was somewhat dull in the telling, but that wasn’t the author’s fault.