At 1,000 pages long, it's taken a while, but I have just finished the David McCullough biography of Harry S. Truman, simply called Truman.
What a bargain it was - costing a dollar from that book shop in Santa Rosa (the origin story is here). It's an extraordinary biography that delivers majestically throughout and yes, I misted up during the last three pages as McCullough recounts events of December 26, 1972 - Truman's final days.
The summing up of Truman in these last pages of the biography really affected me.
Here are some extracts:
He did require to be loved. He did not expect to be followed blindly. Congressional opposition never struck him as subversive, nor did he regard his critics as traitors. He never whined.
He walked around Washington every morning - it was safe then. He met reporters frequently as a matter of course, and did not blame them for his failures. he did not use the office as a club or a shield, or a hiding place.
(Mary McGrory in the Washington Star)
The contrast to the times we now live in, with a narcissistic spoilt child in the White House couldn't be starker.
The last word should go to David McCullough:
Ambitious by nature, he was never torn by ambition, never tried to appear as something he was not. He stood for common sense, common decency. he spoke the common tongue.
He held to the old guidelines: work hard, do your best, speak the truth, assume no airs, trust in God, have no fear.






