Careful study of FDR never comes to life
A worthy, intelligent, but strangely uninvolving new biography
When Franklin D Roosevelt died at his Georgia retreat in April 1945, his body was taken by train back to Washington DC. Mourners lined the tracks to pay their respects and one was seen bursting into tears. A reporter asked him if he had known FDR personally, to which the reply was, “No, but he knew me.”
As Robert Dallek writes in his worthy, intelligent, but strangely uninvolving new biography, no US president ...
