Andrew McCarthy: Was He Really a Brat?

Andrew McCarthy grew up searching for direction. He was plagued by anxiety, a lack of confidence, and bad grades in school.

Through it all, though, he sensed that he possessed a gift. It surfaced one day when he was a teen-ager, uncharacteristically putting aside his jitters and walking into a rehearsal hall at New York University. During his reading, his instincts for acting bared themselves as an unscripted performance so good that he was accepted to NYU’s acting program, provided he improve his grades and show a seriousness of purpose.

With humor and honesty, the actor and director relates a book full of revealing anecdotes in Brat: An ‘80s Story. As a teen-ager, he broke into movies in Class, with Rob Lowe and Jacqueline Bissett. He leaped to stardom in Pretty in PinkSt. Elmo’s Fire, and the hysterical Weekend at Bernie’s.

He did not consider himself one of the “brat pack” and was not close to many of his fellow actors; his self-doubt showed itself as aloofness. He lost one part after an exceptional audition with John Hughes. But, Hughes misinterpreted McCarthy’s nervous whistling as he left the room as off-putting cockiness. Hughes chose someone else.

McCarthy is an exceptional writer who has also pursued grand adventures that he describes in a captivating book, The Longest Way Home. In Walking With Sam, McCarthy brilliantly relates his walk across Spain with his son on the Camino de Santiago.

Andrew McCarthy has often not been very kind to Andrew McCarthy. But he has overcome alcoholism, performed and directed with distinction, and written several best-selling books. Now in his 60s, I hope he lives out his life with a sense of accomplishment while adding to his volumes of work.

Age, Race, and Altitude on a High Sierra Trail

Benje Williams and his dad on their High Sierra journey. Photo: Backpacker, Outside+

Writing for Backpacker, Benje Williams chronicles a Sierra Nevada adventure, describing how he and his dad battled high-altitude fatigue and haunting memories of his parents’ miserable trek decades before. The son poses questions: Why don’t more blacks take up backpacking? Is fear of discrimination holding them back? Is age a barrier for people considering a challenging trek?

During our 10 distance treks, most in Europe, Sue and I have seen very few black hikers. It has been a subject we have discussed with hopes that all are welcomed on the trails. For Benje Williams and his 65-year-old dad, racism surfaces on their adventure, even finding its way through silence.

As for age being a blockade, we were in our 60s when we tackled the John Muir Trail, also in California’s Sierra Nevada. I was among three in our group who were 69 and I may have been out of breath more than the “youngsters” we met on our 30-day experience, but I made it to Mount Whitney’s peak and finished all 246 miles, albeit aided by mules who carried most of our group’s gear.

Although it is not unusual to walk with people in their 60s–or occasionally even older–in Europe, there were few senior citizens in the High Sierra when we were there. But at every place we have trekked, age has never prevented bonding around the campfire, at trail stops, or during shared meals. However, language has affected our sense of camaraderie several times.

Earlier in 2025, Sue and I walked nearly 400 miles on Italy’s Via Francigena and England’s Cotswold Way. Both were hard, but being 73 was not an overriding factor for me and Sue’s 68 years did not keep her from conquering steep climbs with gusto.

I hope Benje and his dad will continue to make adventure a part of their lives. Click on the link above to read Benje’s article.