Viking, 256 pp., $25.00
Joseph Alsop's FDR is one of those conjunctions of its author's charms with his subject's that are so close to perfect that they nearly numb the critical faculties. Even so, when we reluctantly take our leave of its delights, the old question still teases: How far did these worlds we miss for so many good reasons go to bring us to the world that so afflicts us now?
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