A Tree Grows in Brooklyn was a re-read. I read it as a teenager and then again a couple of years ago.
It is another Bildungsroman!
It’s also classified, often, as “young adult.” But I got much more out of reading it as a grown-up than I did as a “young adult.”
This is not your Catcher in the Rye or Bell Jar progress of a troubled young soul type of book. It’s about a family trying to survive in grinding poverty and the indomitable human spirit. Or something.
Anyway it’s magical.