“MY TWELVE YEARS WITH JOHN F. KENNEDY” is Evelyn Lincoln’s account of the time she served John F. Kennedy as his secretary. The book begins in 1952 when Mrs. Lincoln was working on the clerical staff of a Georgia Congressman. The U.S. was on the cusp of a major sea change, for after 20 years of Democratic presidential administrations in the White House, a Republican tide in November of that year would bring in the war hero Dwight Eisenhower as President. What’s more, on his coattails, many Republicans would win election to Congress. Mrs. Lincoln had read earlier in the year about a young Massachusetts 3-term Congressman (John F. Kennedy) who had decided to challenge a powerful Senator (Henry Cabot Lodge) for his seat. Kennedy, a Catholic, was not expected to win. But Mrs. Lincoln was impressed with him and sensed he had potential. She told her husband that she believed that Kennedy could someday be President. Indeed, she asserted that he would be elected President in 1960! And for that reason, she wanted to go and work for him. That took some doing, for Kennedy, at the time, was often away in Massachusetts campaigning. What’s more: he already had a secretary. So, in addition to her normal job on Capitol Hill, Mrs. Lincoln got a job as a volunteer in Congressman Kennedy’s office.
Kennedy would defy the odds and win election to the Senate in 1952. Within a year, his regular secretary had left and Mrs. Lincoln, by dint of hard work and having learned to cope with the demands Kennedy would place on his staff (Kennedy challenged his staff much as he challenged himself), had earned the position as his secretary. The book then takes the reader into the life and times of John F. Kennedy as Evelyn Lincoln experienced them between 1953 and his assassination in November 1963. She writes in a way that will make the reader feel that he/she is not only a witness to history, but also to the life of a singularly remarkable politician and human being. I loved this book and will cherish it always.
Somehow, I have ended up with a stack of very large books, plus I'm reading to a deadline. All of them have holds on them.
This may become like fishing--catch & release. I'll see how much I can read over the Canada Day long weekend.
This is an enjoyable and somewhat creepy psychological novella with an interesting idea, and twisted ended. I can't really say more than what the blurb provides without giving away the plot.
From the blurb: "Dr. Jennifer Webb has invented proprietary virtual reality technology that purports to heal psychological wounds by running clients through scenarios straight out of horror movies and nightmares. In a carefully controlled environment, with a medical cocktail running through their veins, sisters might develop a bond they’ve been missing their whole lives—while running from the bogeyman through a simulated forest. But…can real change come so easily?
Esther Hoffman doubts it. Esther has spent her entire journalism career debunking pseudoscience, after phony regression therapy ruined her father’s life. She’s determined to unearth the truth about Dr. Webb’s budding company. Dr. Webb’s willing to let her, of course, for reasons of her own. What better advertisement could she get than that of a convinced skeptic? But Esther’s not the only one curious about how this technology works. Enter real-world threats just as frightening as those created in the lab. Dr. Webb and Esther are at odds, but they may also be each other’s only hope of survival."
I get that most people find kids absolutely adorable and they may have a place in romance novels. But in this case it was too much for my taste. Abey and his sister Penny are the sweetest kids you can imagine and with what they’ve been through in their young lives, of course I wanted them to have a happy future and for the actual MCs Brock and Vinny to built a happy family around those kids. But there was too much focus on the children and Vinny’s legal battle for them. It was all CPS regulations for foster homes and legal procedures – mixed in with a bit of police work in Brock’s case – and definitely not enough romance. The children took over and Brock and Vinny building a relationship between the two of them was pushed to the back. A bit of a disappointment to me.
But then, I have never been equipped with much of a maternal instinct and have chosen not to have children of my own. If you are more of a ‘kids person’ than I am, this may be right up your alley.