In her slim, detailed and courageously candid memoir, Don’t Tell Anybody the Secrets I Told You, 70-year-old Lucinda Williams emerges as the product of cross-currents: the child of an alcoholic, damaged but musical mother, her father a teacher-cum-poet.
The family lived in 12 towns before she was 18, her father’s young lover moving in with them and becoming part of the family.
“Yes, my family was dysfunctional … but that’s not
