Traitor to His Class: The Privileged Life and Radical Presidency of Franklin Delano Roosevelt

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"Traitor to His Class sheds new light on FDR's formative years and on his remarkable willingness to champion the concerns of the poor and disenfranchised. His combination of political genius, firm leadership, and matchless diplomacy saved democracy in America during the Great Depression and championed the American cause of freedom in World War II. Drawing on archival materials, public speeches, personal correspondence, and accounts by family members and close associates, acclaimed historian and biographer H. W. Brands offers a compelling and
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"Traitor to His Class sheds new light on FDR's formative years and on his remarkable willingness to champion the concerns of the poor and disenfranchised. His combination of political genius, firm leadership, and matchless diplomacy saved democracy in America during the Great Depression and championed the American cause of freedom in World War II. Drawing on archival materials, public speeches, personal correspondence, and accounts by family members and close associates, acclaimed historian and biographer H. W. Brands offers a compelling and intimate portrait of Roosevelt's life and career." Brands explores the powerful influence of FDR's dominating mother and the often tense and always unusual partnership between FDR and his wife, Eleanor, and her indispensable contributions to his presidency. Most of all, the book traces in breathtaking detail FDR's revolutionary efforts with his New Deal legislation to transform the American political economy in order to save it, his forceful - and cagey - leadership before and during World War II, and his lasting legacy in creating the foundations of the postwar international order.
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Editorial Reviews

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The weight of an 896-page biography alone serves as an interrogation: Why should I commit myself to undertake such a huge reading project? In the case of H. W. Brands's magisterial life of Franklin Delano Roosevelt, there is no paucity of worthy responses. "Traitor to His Class," writes Pulitzer Prize–winning historian David Oshinsky, "will quickly emerge as the finest one-volume biography of F.D.R." Presidential historian Michael Beschloss agrees, enthusing that the book "deserves a wide audience, especially among those younger Americans who need to be told why we all owe so much to F.D.R." In this time of economic and international turmoil, the president who guided the country through the Depression and World War II has reemerged as a man who is important to the current generation.
Lynne Olson
Brands, a professor of history and government at the University of Texas who has written biographies of Benjamin Franklin and Andrew Jackson, offers few new facts about Roosevelt's life or the complexities of his character. What he does do—and does well—is to explain in detail how this ambitious Hudson Valley patrician, the coddled son of an elderly father and dominating mother, managed to defy his family and social class and become the most reform-minded president in U.S. history. The best part of Brands's book is his vivid account of FDR's early life and pre-presidential career.
—The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly

It is unfortunate for University of Texas historian Brands (Andrew Jackson) that his serviceable biography of Franklin Roosevelt comes on the heels of Jean Smith's magisterial Francis Parkman Prize winner, FDR(2007). Still, Brands provides an entirely adequate narrative detailing the well-known facts of Roosevelt's life. We have the young Knickerbocker aristocrat somewhat tentatively entering the dog-eat-dog world of local Democratic politics in New York's Hudson Valley. We have him embarking on a marriage with his cousin Eleanor that was fated to be politically successful but personally disastrous. We also have the somewhat spoiled son of privilege facing the first real battle of his life-polio-and emerging with greatly enhanced fortitude and empathy. Appropriately, Brands gives two-thirds of his book to FDR's presidency and its two most dramatic events: the domestic war against devastating economic depression (fought with tools that many in America's upper classes considered socialist), and the international war against Axis power aggression. It is fitting that Roosevelt commands the amount of scholarly attention that he does, but sad that so much is wholly redundant with what has come before. 16 pages of photos. (Nov. 4)

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Library Journal

According to the rankings of most scholars, FDR is the greatest American President of the 20th century. Brands (Univ. of Texas, Austin; Andrew Jackson) helps us understand why. Bringing his historical and biographical skills to the task of sifting through a huge number of earlier books on FDR, he provides a broad yet nuanced overview. Though Brands does not break new ground, neither does he sensationalize the more controversial aspects of FDR's personality and politics-contrary to what the subtitle might suggest. Rather, FDR is presented as a man who, in mapping his own career, relied heavily on the political career of Theodore Roosevelt and learned from the mistakes of Woodrow Wilson, in whose administration he served. The President's ordeal with polio tested and matured him so that he was ready to inspire a crippled nation during the Great Depression. Though he would blunder in the 1937 Supreme Court packing plan, which Brands labels "the biggest mess of his presidency," by 1942 he is considered by Brands to have been "the most powerful man in American history." The overall portrayal here reinforces the views presented in two first-rate recent biographies: conservative journalist Conrad Black's Franklin Delano Roosevelt: Champion of Freedom and liberal political scientist Jean Edward Smith's FDR. All three are very readable and necessary for a full appreciation of America's 26th president. Highly recommended for all libraries. [See Prepub Alert, LJ7/08.]
—William D. Pederson

Kirkus Reviews

Prolific historian Brands (History/Univ. of Texas; The Money Men: Capitalism, Democracy, and the Hundred Years' War Over the American Dollar, 2006, etc.) turns his well-honed biographer's eye to FDR.

Although the progressive administrations of Theodore Roosevelt and Woodrow Wilson had chipped away at the excesses of capitalism, no peacetime executive in American history attempted to wield power as fully as FDR. Upon taking office in 1932 and facing a worldwide economic depression, he pledged to ask Congress "for the one remaining instrument to meet the crisis—broad executive power…as great as the power that would be given to me if we were in fact invaded by a foreign foe." Brands focuses on Roosevelt's bold, persistent, not always successful New Deal experimentation to save capitalism from itself and to preserve democracy. Born into every conceivable advantage, FDR—particularly after his midlife polio affliction—became the unlikely tribune of the common man, earning the scorn of those wary of veiled socialism and, later, as war loomed, those fearful of dangerous international entanglements. Brands considers Roosevelt's career (which roughly mimicked his cousin Theodore's) at every stage—state senator, assistant secretary of the Navy, vice presidential candidate, governor—but devotes most of the narrative to his unprecedented four-term presidency. By the time it ended, Roosevelt had so transformed the office and the country that not even his fiercest critics dared attempt to roll back the change. The author explains the birth of that era and how the vast expansion of the federal government and executive power was attributable to the imagination, discipline, drive and, to the greatfrustration of his enemies, popularity of the 20th century's most consequential president. Even though Brands's evenhanded treatment—he's forthright about FDR's inveterate duplicity, his overreaching and his gobbling up of the personal and professional lives of those closest to him—fails to add much new information, his book will likely be the go-to popular biography for quite some time.

A thoroughly readable, scrupulously fair assessment of the one president who could inspire a Mt. Rushmore makeover.

Agent: Jim Hornfischer/Hornfischer Literary Management

From the Publisher
"H.W. Brands is a master at finding the essence of an important American life, telling its story grippingly and showing us why it is important to our own generation.  With Traitor to His Class, he has surpassed even his own high standard.  This judicious and compelling work is the first major one-volume biography written by an historian too young to have lived in Franklin Roosevelt's time.  It deserves a wide audience, especially among those younger Americans who need to be told why we all owe so much to FDR."
— Michael Beschloss

“This is a rare book, indeed, shedding new light and brilliant insight upon an elusive subject we thought we knew well.  In this elegant, all-encompassing portrayal, master historian H. W. Brands shows us a leader who got the big issues right and, in doing so, forever changed the expectations of the world.  Traitor to His Class will quickly emerge as the finest one-volume biography of FDR.”
-David Oshinsky, Winner of the 2006 Pulitzer Prize for History

"We live in the world Franklin Roosevelt created, and we can never know enough about him. In this illuminating portrait of the man who proved far more radical than his upbringing would have ever suggested, H. W. Brands has painted FDR in bright and brilliant colors."
-Jon Meacham, author of Franklin and Winston and American Lion: Andrew Jackson in the White House

"H.W. Brands has accomplished a remarkable feat in this terrific work. As if he were creating characters in a novel, he has brought to vivid life the central figures in his story—FDR, Eleanor, Sara Roosevelt, Winston Churchill, and the inner circle in the White House—while at the same time providing a fresh understanding of the rich historical context for their thoughts and actions at every step along the way."
-Doris Kearns Goodwin, Pulitzer Prize-winning historian and author of Team of Rivals

If you want to understand how a great president should act, Traitor to His Class is must reading”
New York Observer

“H.W. Brands’s wonderful new biography of Rooseveltshows the precision and attention to detail that one would expect from a scholar and, at the same time, reads like a novel…it is rich in insights and fresh perspectives that will appeal to the expert and the general reader alike. This may well be the best general biography of Franklin Roosevelt we will see for many years to come.”
Christian Science Monitor

“Very much worth reading.” — The New Yorker

"Impressive...Roosevelt was prepared to be radical to meet dangerous circumstances. Yet his instincts and the outcomes of many of his policies were often conservative. As a radical, he saved the old order—and advanced Ameriacn power more than any president since Jefferson...Courage, charm, resourceful cunning and a hidden hardness enabled him to save American capitalism, though, as he said himself, it was Dr. Win-the-War, not Dr. New Deal, that ended the Depression. Mr. Brands is masterly in describing the patience with which FDR brought the country to understand the danger of fascism." —The Economist

"The longest-serving president in U.S. history, Roosevelt was arguably the most inscrutable. He kept no diary, wrote no autobiography and unburdened himself to no one. Even his wife had no idea what was on his mind...Brands explains in detail how this ambitious Hudson Valley patrician, the coddled son of an elderly father and dominating mother, managed to defy his family and social class and become the most reform-minded president in U.S. history." —Washington Post Book World

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  • ISBN-13: 9780307277947
  • Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 9/8/2009
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 912
  • Sales rank: 194,682
  • Product dimensions: 6.12 (w) x 9.26 (h) x 1.85 (d)

Meet the Author

H. W. BRANDS is the Dickson Allen Anderson Professor of History at the University of Texas at Austin. The author of Andrew Jackson, Lone Star Nation, and The Age of Gold, he was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize for biography for The First American: The Life and Times of Benjamin Franklin. He lives in Austin, Texas.

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Franklin Roosevelt’s Sunday morning began as most of his Sundays began: with a cigarette and the Sunday papers in bed. He wasn’t a regular churchgoer, confining his attendance mainly to special occasions: weddings, funerals, his three inaugurations. In his youth and young adulthood he had often spent Sundays on the golf course, but his golfing days were long over, to his lasting regret. This Sunday morning–the first Sunday of December 1941–he read about himself in the papers. The New York Times gave him the top head, explaining how he had sent a personal appeal for peace to the Japanese emperor. Neither the Times nor the Washington Post, which provided similar coverage, included the substance of his appeal, as he had directed the State Department to release only the fact of his having approached the emperor. This way he got credit for his efforts on behalf of peace without having to acknowledge how hopeless those efforts were. The papers put the burden of warmongering on Japan; the government in Tokyo declared that its “patience” with the Western powers was at an end. Heavy movements of Japanese troops in occupied Indochina–movements about which Roosevelt had quietly released corroborating information–suggested an imminent thrust against Thailand or Malaya.

Sharing the headlines with the prospect of war in the Pacific was the reality of war in the Atlantic and Europe. The German offensive against the Soviet Union, begun the previous June, seemed to have stalled just short of Moscow. Temperatures of twenty below zero were punishing the German attackers, searing their flesh and freezing their crankcases. The Germans were forced to find shelter from the cold; the front apparently had locked into place for the winter. On the Atlantic, the British had just sunk a German commerce raider, or so they claimed. The report from the war zone was sketchy and unconfirmed. The admiralty in London volunteered that its cruiser Dorsetshire had declined to look for survivors, as it feared German submarines in the area.

Roosevelt supposed he’d get the details from Winston Churchill. The president and the prime minister shared a love of the sea, and Churchill, since assuming his current office eighteen months ago, had made a point of apprising Roosevelt of aspects of the naval war kept secret from others outside the British government. Churchill and Roosevelt wrote each other several times a week; they spoke by telephone less often but still regularly.

An inside account of the war was the least the prime minister could provide, as Roosevelt was furnishing Churchill and the British the arms and equipment that kept their struggle against Germany alive. Until now Roosevelt had left the actual fighting to the British, but he made certain they got what they needed to remain in the battle.

The situation might change at any moment, though, the Sunday papers implied. The Navy Department–which was to say, Roosevelt–had just ordered the seizure of Finnish vessels in American ports, on the ground that Finland had become a de facto member of the Axis alliance. Navy secretary Frank Knox, reporting to Congress on the war readiness of the American fleet, assured the legislators that it was “second to none.” Yet it still wasn’t strong enough, Knox said. “The international situation is such that we must arm as rapidly as possible to meet our naval defense requirements simultaneously in both oceans against any possible combination of powers concerting against us.”

Roosevelt read these remarks with satisfaction. The president had long prided himself on clever appointments, but no appointment had tickled him more than his tapping of Knox, a Republican from the stronghold of American isolationism, Chicago. By reaching out to the Republicans–not once but twice: at the same time that he chose Knox, Roosevelt named Republican Henry Stimson secretary of war–the president signaled a desire for a bipar­tisan foreign policy. By picking a Chicagoan, Roosevelt poked a finger in the eye of the arch- isolationist Chicago Tribune, a poke that hurt the more as Knox was the publisher of the rival Chicago Daily News.

Roosevelt might have chuckled to himself again, reflecting on how he had cut the ground from under the isolationists, one square foot at a time; but the recent developments were no laughing matter. Four years had passed since his “quarantine” speech in Chicago, which had warned against German and Japanese aggression. The strength of the isolationists had prevented him from following up at that time, or for many months thereafter. But by reiterating his message again and again–and with the help of Hitler and the Japanese, who repeatedly proved him right–he gradually brought the American people around to his way of thinking. He persuaded Congress to amend America’s neutrality laws and to let the democracies purchase American weapons for use against the fascists. He sent American destroyers to Britain to keep the sea lanes open. His greatest coup was Lend- Lease, the program that made Amer­ica the armory of the anti- fascist alliance. He had done everything but ask Congress to declare war. The Sunday papers thought this final step might come soon. He knew more than the papers did, and he thought so, too.

***

But there was something he didn’t know, or even imagine. Roosevelt was still reading the papers when an American minesweeper on a predawn patrol two miles off the southern coast of the Hawaiian island of Oahu, near the entrance to Pearl Harbor, spotted what looked like a periscope. No Amer­ican submarines were supposed to be in the area, and the minesweeper reported the sighting to its backup, the destroyer Ward. The report provoked little alarm, partly because Hawaii was so far from Japan and partly because Pearl Harbor’s shallow bottom seemed sufficient protection against enemy subs. Some officers on the Ward questioned the sighting; eyes play tricks in the dark. Perhaps there was an American sub in the area; this wouldn’t have been the first time overzealous security or a simple screwup had prevented information from reaching the patrols. In any event, the Ward responded slowly to the asserted sighting and spent most of the next two hours cruising the area and discovering nothing.

While the desultory search continued off Oahu, Roosevelt in Washington pondered the latest diplomatic correspondence. American experts had cracked Japan’s code more than a year earlier; since then Roosevelt had been secretly reading over the shoulder of the Japanese ambassador. Yesterday evening– Saturday, December 6–he had read a long message from Tokyo to the Japanese embassy. The message answered an ultimatum from Roosevelt, coming after many weeks of negotiations with the Japanese, in which the president insisted that Japan give up the territory it had seized in Southeast Asia and disavow designs on more. The Saturday message from Tokyo left no doubt that the Japanese government rejected the president’s ultimatum.

“This means war,” Roosevelt told Harry Hopkins, his closest adviser and constant companion these days. Hopkins agreed. Hopkins added that since war had become unavoidable, there would be advantages to striking the first blow.

Roosevelt shook his head. “We can’t do that,” he said. “We are a democracy and a peaceful people.” He paused. “We have a good record.”

But there was something strange about the Saturday message. The introduction explained that it contained fourteen parts, yet only thirteen were included. The final part had been withheld until this morning, Sunday. A courier brought it to the White House just before ten o’clock. Roosevelt read it quickly. It said what anyone could have inferred from the previous parts: that Japan was breaking off the negotiations with the United States. The Japanese ambassador was instructed to deliver this news to the State Department at one o’clock that afternoon. The precision of the instruction was unusual. Why one o’clock? The most probable answer appeared to be that the delivery would coincide with the expected Japanese attack against Thailand or Malaya.

At six o’clock Hawaiian time–eleven o’clock in Washington–a task force of six Japanese aircraft carriers turned into a stiff wind three hundred miles north of Oahu. The ships and their four hundred warplanes constituted the most powerful naval strike force ever assembled till then–a fact that made it all the more remarkable that the carriers had managed to slip away from Japan and steam for eleven days toward Hawaii undetected by American intelligence or reconnaissance. Nor did any Americans see or hear the wave after wave of torpedo planes, bombers, and fighters the carriers launched into the predawn sky. The planes formed into assigned groups and headed south.

Roosevelt frequently took lunch at his desk in the Oval Office, and he did so this Sunday. Hopkins joined him. They were eating and discussing the crisis in the Pacific and the war in Europe when a radar station on the north shore of Oahu detected signals on its screens unlike anything the operators had ever observed. Radar was a new technology, introduced in Hawaii only months before. The operators were novices, and their screens had often been blank. But suddenly the screens lit up, indicating scores of aircraft approaching Oahu from the north. One of the operators telephoned headquarters. The duty officer there told him not to worry. A reinforcement squadron of American bombers was expected from California; the headquarters officer assumed that these were the aircraft on the north shore radar screens.

Roosevelt and Hopkins had finished eating when the first wave of Japanese planes approached Pearl Harbor. Roosevelt had a mental image of Pearl, as he had visited the naval base early in his presidency. But it had grown tremendously in the seven years since then. It boasted one of the largest dry-docks in the world, a rail yard with locomotives and cars that moved freight between the berthed vessels and various warehouses, a factory complex that could fabricate anything needed to maintain or repair a ship, tank farms with fuel enough for extended campaigns across the Pacific, a midharbor naval air station on Ford Island to defend the base and the ships, a naval hospital to treat the sick and wounded, barracks for the enlisted men and civilian personnel, and other support facilities along the harbor and in the surrounding area.

But the heart of Pearl Harbor was “Battleship Row,” on the east side of Ford Island, where seven of America’s greatest warships were moored this Sunday morning. An eighth was in the drydock. These vessels, the pride of America’s Pacific fleet, embodied a generation of efforts to secure America’s national interest in the western ocean. Their construction had begun on the Navy Department watch of Franklin Roosevelt, who as assistant navy secretary from 1913 to 1920 had employed every means of patriotic persuasion, bureaucratic guile, and political finesse to augment America’s naval power. The Arizona, the Oklahoma, the Tennessee, and the Nevada, now gleaming in the Sunday morning sun, were his babies, and no father was ever prouder.

All was calm aboard the battleships as the Japanese planes approached the base. The sailors and civilians on the ships and ground initially mistook the planes for American aircraft. When the sirens wailed a warning, most within earshot assumed it was another drill. But as the Japanese fighters screamed low over the airfield, strafing the runways and the American planes on the tarmac, the reality of the assault became unmistakable. Some Americans on the ground thought they could almost reach out and touch the rising sun painted on the wings of the Japanese aircraft, so low did the fighters descend; others, with a different angle, could peer into the faces of the Japanese pilots through the cockpit windows as the planes tore by.

The Japanese fighters suppressed any defensive reaction by American aircraft, guaranteeing the attackers control of the air. The Japanese bombers and torpedo planes concentrated on the primary targets of the operation: the American battleships. The torpedo planes approached low and flat, dropping their munitions into the open water beside Battleship Row. The torpedo war­heads contained a quarter ton of high explosives each, and the torpedoes’ guidance systems had been specially calibrated for Pearl’s shallow waters. The American crewmen aboard the battleships saw the torpedo planes approaching; they watched the torpedoes splash into the water; they followed the trails from the propellers as the torpedoes closed in on the ships. With the ships motionless and moored, and the surprise complete, there was nothing the seamen could do to prevent the underwater missiles from finding their targets. The California took two torpedo hits, the West Virginia six, the Arizona one, the Nevada one, the Utah two. The Oklahoma suffered the most grievously from the torpedo barrage. Five torpedoes blasted gaping holes in its exposed port side; it swiftly took on water, rolled over, and sank. More than four hundred officers and men were killed by the explosions, by the fires the torpedoes touched off, or by drowning.

The destruction from below the surface of the harbor was complemented by the Japanese bombers’ attacks from high overhead. Dive bombers climbed two miles into the sky to gain potential energy for their bombing runs; the Americans on the ground and ships heard their rising whine long before the planes burst through the scattered clouds and released their munitions upon the ships and the facilities on shore. Conventional bombers dropped their pay­loads from a few thousand feet in elevation; what those on the ground and ships first heard of these was the whistling of the armor-piercing bombs as gravity sucked them down. The misses were more obvious at first than the hits; geysers of water spewed into the air from the physical impact of the errant bombs. The ones that hit their targets disappeared into the holes they punched in the decks, hatches, and gun turrets of the vessels. Only when they had plumbed the depths of the ships did they detonate, and even then the overburden of steel muffled and shrouded their explosions.

But the explosions were more destructive for being contained. Nearly all the battleships sustained severe bomb damage; by far the worst befell the Arizona. Several bombs set it afire and triggered a massive secondary explosion that split its deck and burst its hull. More than a thousand seamen died in the fires and blast, and the vessel settled on the harbor bottom, its superstructure still burning ferociously above the waterline.


***


Roosevelt had finished lunch by now. He received a call from the State Department informing him that the Japanese ambassador had postponed his visit until two o’clock. The president was pondering this new wrinkle when the Oval Office phone rang again. It was Frank Knox, who said the Navy Department had received a radio report from Oahu, where the American commander was advising all stations that an air raid was under way. “This is no drill!” the commander emphasized.

Harry Hopkins reacted the way nearly every other knowledgeable person did on hearing the report. “There must be some mistake,” Hopkins said. “Surely Japan would not attack in Honolulu.”

Roosevelt was as astonished as Hopkins. He had expected an attack on Thailand or Malaya, conceivably the Philippines. But not Hawaii. Hawaii was too far from Japan, too far from the Dutch East Indies, whose oil was the chief object of Japan’s southward expansion, and too well defended.

Yet the president listened calmly to the news. Now that he thought about it, the very improbability of an attack on Pearl Harbor must have made it appealing to the Japanese, who had a history of doing the unexpected. He assumed that the American forces at Pearl would acquit themselves well.

If the report from Hawaii was true, Roosevelt thought, it made his job easier. He had been prepared to ask Congress for a war declaration in response to a Japanese attack against Southeast Asia. He had believed he could get a declaration, but because that region meant little to most Americans, he knew he would have to work at it. Now that American territory had been attacked, he would hardly have to ask.

He called the State Department, where the Japanese ambassador and an associate had just arrived for the ambassador’s postponed meeting. Roosevelt spoke with Cordell Hull, the secretary of state. “There’s a report that the Japanese have attacked Pearl Harbor,” Roosevelt said.

“Has the report been confirmed?” Hull asked.

“No.”

Hull agreed with Roosevelt that the report was probably true, but he didn’t mention it in his meeting with the two Japanese diplomats. By now the timing of the original appointment was obvious: it had been intended to coincide with the onset of war between Japan and the United States. The postponement remained a mystery. The Japanese diplomats said nothing of the events in Hawaii, but the secretary’s knowledge of the Pearl Harbor attack colored his response to the note the diplomats handed him, the intercepted version of which he had read previously. “In all my fifty years of public service,” Hull said, letting his anger rise as he spoke, “I have never seen a document that was more crowded with infamous falsehoods and distortions–infamous falsehoods and distortions on a scale so huge that I never imagined until today that any government was capable of uttering them.” He ordered the Japanese diplomats from his office.


***


The bombing and strafing continued for more than an hour and a half. Many of the Japanese bombers made multiple passes before dropping their ordnance, as the broken clouds and then the heavy smoke blocked their view of their targets. The fighters crisscrossed the area, too, in their case to machine- gun sailors in the water, soldiers and civilians fleeing burning buildings, and aircraft and facilities they had missed or not aimed at before. The Americans now returned the fire, with modest success. Anti-aircraft guns brought down two dozen of the more than three hundred attacking planes. As the Japanese planes crashed to earth and sea, their hurtling wreckage added to the destruction.

By quarter to ten, the last of the Japanese planes ran out of bombs and am­munition and turned away to the north. Their pilots looked back and down upon a remarkable morning’s work. The placid scene of resting power that had greeted their approach had become a burning, bloody chaos; the core of America’s mighty Pacific fleet was a ruin of twisted steel, flaming oil, floating bodies, and battered pride.


***


Roosevelt now knew that the initial reports were accurate, as he had expected. What he hadn’t expected, and what shocked him far more than he let on, was how much damage the attack did. The initial notice had suggested a raid, but this was far more than a raid. It was a major strike with potentially strategic implications. And the American defenders had been caught inexplicably unready. The news from Hawaii remained incomplete, but each additional report revealed an unfolding debacle.

At three o’clock Washington time, as the Japanese planes were clearing Oahu’s north shore en route to their rendezvous with their carriers, Roosevelt convened a meeting of his principal diplomatic and military advisers. Cordell Hull, Frank Knox, and Henry Stimson were there, along with Admiral Harold Stark, the chief of naval operations, and General George Marshall, the army chief of staff. The mood was grim but determined. For months all had expected war; now all exhibited a certain relief that it had finally come. All were stunned by the manner in which the fighting had commenced; all anticipated a long and difficult, though ultimately successful, struggle.

Roosevelt asked Marshall about the disposition of the army in the Pacific and particularly of the army’s air forces in the Philippines. Marshall said he had ordered Douglas MacArthur, the commanding general in Manila, to take every precautionary measure. The president directed that the Japanese embassy in Washington and Japan’s consulates in other cities be protected against vigilante violence and that Japanese citizens in the United States be placed under surveillance. He rejected a military cordon around the White House but ordered Stimson and Knox to safeguard America’s arsenals, private munitions factories, and key bridges.

Roosevelt told the group he would go to Congress the next day. Cordell Hull recommended a detailed description of Japan’s history of aggression in Asia and the Pacific. Roosevelt rejected the advice. His statement would be succinct, he said. The only thing that mattered at the moment was that Japan had attacked America and killed many Americans.

As the group dispersed to carry out his orders, Roosevelt dealt with messages and queries that arrived by phone, cable, and courier. Winston Churchill called from England. “Mr. President, what’s this about Japan?” the prime minister asked.

“It’s quite true,” Roosevelt answered. “They have attacked us at Pearl Harbor. We are all in the same boat now.”

“This certainly simplifies things,” Churchill said.

During the course of the afternoon, new information detailed the disaster in Hawaii. Five battleships had been sunk or were on fire and sinking. Several other vessels had been destroyed or seriously damaged. More than a hundred aircraft had been blasted beyond repair. More than two thousand sailors and soldiers had been killed, and more than a thousand others wounded. Late in the afternoon, word arrived that Japanese planes had attacked American bases in the Philippines and, despite Marshall’s warning to MacArthur, inflicted heavy damage.

Calls came from the Justice and Treasury departments, where officials needed guidance on how to respond to the apparent state of war with Japan. Press secretary Stephen Early ran in and out of the Oval Office, relaying information from the president to reporters. Harry Hopkins recommended a meeting of the full cabinet and a presidential briefing of the congressional leadership. Roosevelt summoned Grace Tully, his personal secretary, and dictated a draft of the message he would deliver to Congress the next day.

The cabinet gathered at half past eight in the Oval Office. The department secretaries crowded around the president’s desk, feeling the weight of history on their shoulders. Roosevelt reinforced the feeling by describing the session as the most important cabinet meeting since Lincoln had convened his secretaries at the beginning of the Civil War.

Roosevelt read the group the draft of his message to Congress. Hull complained that it was too short and unspecific. The president ignored him.

At nine-thirty the congressional leaders arrived. Roosevelt explained the situation in the Pacific. He formally requested the opportunity to speak to Congress the next day. A time was set: half past noon. The lawmakers asked whether the president would seek a war declaration. He said he hadn’t decided.

They didn’t believe him, and he didn’t expect them to. He realized that if he acknowledged a decision for war, the news would be all over Washington within minutes of the legislators’ leaving, and all over the world within hours. He didn’t want to preempt himself or slight Congress.

The lawmakers were ready to declare war even without a presidential re­quest. Tom Connally of Texas emerged from the White House demanding vengeance against the Japanese.“Japan started this war in treachery,” Connally said. “We will end it in victory.” Warren Austin of Vermont considered war a foregone conclusion. “Of course it’s war,” Austin said. “I can’t see any other sequel.” Harry Byrd of Virginia vowed to “wipe Japan off the map.”

Even the isolationists supported war. Robert Taft of Ohio characterized a war declaration as necessary and inevitable. Arthur Vandenberg of Michigan had previously charged Roosevelt with trying to take America to war and had criticized him harshly. “But when war comes to us,” Vandenberg now said, “I stand for the swiftest and most invincible answer.” New York’s Hamilton Fish promised to address America from the floor of the House of Representatives and urge the people to unite behind the president. “And if there is a call for troops,” Fish said, “I expect to offer my services to a combat division.”

***

The American people reacted more slowly. Most had followed the grow­ing crisis in Asia with varying degrees of concern but also with the knowledge that previous crises had come and gone without entangling America directly. Most had expected that this crisis too would pass. The small number paying the closest attention had, with Roosevelt, supposed that the Japanese would attack somewhere; with Roosevelt nearly all of these imagined the blow would fall on Thailand or Malaya. Almost no one considered Hawaii a likely target.

The news from Pearl Harbor shocked the nation. The first reports reached Seattle and San Francisco as churches were emptying from morning services; congregants shared the ill tidings in shocked whispers. The news caught Kansas farm families sitting down to midday dinner; fathers and mothers looked at their teenage sons and suddenly saw soldiers about to be sent overseas. The news arrived in Chicago at halftime of a football game between the hometown Bears and the archrival Green Bay Packers and made the game seem suddenly unimportant. The news halted tourists in Manhattan’s Times Square, where they huddled against the December chill to read the sobering bulletins crawling along the headline tickers. In Boston the local CBS radio affiliate interrupted its review of the year’s top stories to break the story that outdid them all.

For the rest of that day and through the night, Americans listened and waited. They listened to their radios to learn the extent of the damage. How many ships had been lost? How many servicemen killed? They waited to hear what the disaster meant. Would it be war? Surely yes, but what kind of war? War against whom? Japan, of course, but Germany as well? War for how long? To what end?

Their questions extended to the person who would provide them the be­ginning of answers. All knew the aspect Roosevelt presented to the public. How could they not know the face and voice of the man who had served longer than any other president in American history? Yet few professed, and none convincingly, to fathom the mind and heart, the motives and inspirations, that lay beneath and behind this familiar presence.

Not that people didn’t form opinions–strong opinions. His enemies excoriated him as a communist and damned him for disregarding property rights and violating the canons of the capitalist marketplace. The wealthy de­nounced him for having betrayed the class of his birth. Time magazine devoted a lead article to the “burning bitterness” the better-off felt for Roosevelt. “Regardless of party and regardless of region,” the Henry Luce weekly asserted, “today, with few exceptions, members of the so- called Upper Class frankly hate Franklin Roosevelt.” Their hatred was heightened by their confusion as they reflected on Roosevelt’s apostasy. Why did he do it? What could have converted this scion of privilege into a radical critic of the established order?

Roosevelt’s friends were no less mystified. They applauded his boundless energy, his unsinkable optimism, his bold willingness to employ the engines of government to tackle the social and human consequences of the worst industrial depression the nation had ever experienced. But they too wondered at the sources of his governing philosophy. What traumas or epiphanies had transformed a Hudson Valley patrician into a champion of the common people of America? Those on the inside scratched their heads, and sometimes tore their hair, at his leadership style, which set aides against aides, cabinet secretaries against cabinet secretaries, and the Democratic party against itself. After more than eight years they remained astonished at his ability to make visitors to the White House come away thinking he had agreed with whatever they had told him, without in fact his agreeing to anything.

Mostly they marveled at the calm he exuded at the eye of one storm after another. The signature line of his first inaugural address–that the only thing America had to fear was fear itself–had seemed a rhetorical flourish when inserted into the text, a brave but essentially empty effort to calm the country at the most dangerous moment of its worst financial crisis. But once those words were spoken, in his steady, confident tenor, and after they flashed across the radio waves to every neighborhood, village, and hamlet in the country, they magically acquired a substance that soothed the worst of the fears and allowed the president and Congress to pull the financial system back from the brink.

The insiders knew something of the source of his confidence. They knew how his golden youth of wealth, travel, and athletic vitality had segued into a charmed young adulthood of political preference and rapid advance–and how the brilliant career had been cut short, apparently, by a devastating attack of polio. Crushed by despair, he had clawed his way back to hope; struck down physically, he gradually regained his feet. He reentered the political arena, a fuller man for what he had lost, a deeper soul for what he suffered. His touch with the people seemed surer than ever, his voice more convincing. The people responded effusively, electing him governor of New York twice, then president overwhelmingly. They applauded his performance on their behalf and reelected him by a still larger margin. And after another four years they defied historical precedent and conventional wisdom to reelect him again. It was a record to imbue anyone with confidence.

Yet much of the mystery remained. He was gregarious, genuinely enjoying spirited conversation and the company of others. But the substance of the conversations flowed in one direction; though he talked a lot, he gave nothing away. Not even his wife–his companion and ally of thirty- six years– professed to know his mind. He rarely read books other than dime mysteries, so his tastes in reading furnished few clues. He kept no diary. His letters were singularly opaque. He spoke with journalists more often than any president in American history, yet though his remarks treated policy in detail, they revealed little of the policy maker. His speeches evinced his devotion to democracy, to fair treatment of ordinary people, and to American national security, and did so with passion and eloquence. But the wellsprings of that devotion, the source of that passion, remained hidden. He seemed to like it that way.

***

Roosevelt left the White House at noon on Monday, December 8, for the mile- and- a- quarter drive to the Capitol. His Secret Service contingent, mustered to maximum strength and tuned to a quivering degree of suspicion, scowled at the masses that lined both sides of Pennsylvania Avenue. After yesterday, who knew what form the enemy might take? The scores of thousands, however, registered only support for the president. They cheered, not lustily, not even enthusiastically, but with a strangely moving somberness.

His car pulled close to the rear entrance of the House chamber. In his early days in politics he would leap from his car at every opportunity to shake hands and kiss babies. Now he had to be lifted into a wheelchair and rolled to the speaker’s room. He waited there until half past twelve, when, with the further help of strong arms and the heavy steel braces that locked his knees into place, he shuffled the several feet to the dais.

He gripped the lectern to steady himself, and let the room fall quiet. Im­mediately before him, on his left, sat the nine justices of the Supreme Court, their black robes more appropriate today than usual. To his right were the ten cabinet secretaries. Eighty- two senators sat behind the justices and the secretaries; the other fourteen members of the upper house were still hurrying back from the out- of- town locations where the stunning news had caught them. Three hundred eighty- nine members of the House of Representatives filled the seats behind the senators, demoted to the rear despite being the regular tenants of the chamber. Hundreds of visitors packed the galleries.

As he looked out on the expectant faces, Roosevelt remembered another audience, gathered half a decade earlier, to which he had declared that the cur­rent generation of Americans had a rendezvous with destiny. He had been thinking then of the challenges facing the country at home: a gravely disordered economy, a society showing years of strain. He had been calling his com­patriots to figurative arms against the opponents of the changes he deemed essential to America’s political and social development. The changes had commenced during his first term and had dramatically altered Americans’ expectations of their government. He intended for the changes to continue and to become a permanent part of the American moral landscape.

But now he summoned his fellow citizens to literal arms. In a manner not even he could have guessed, as a result of events he couldn’t have foreseen, his prediction of a special role for his generation of Americans had acquired a new and far broader significance. To them, as to no generation before them, had been entrusted the fate of the world. On them rested the hope of humanity, the belief in personal freedom and national self- government.

He took a breath. In a few seconds he would lead Americans across the threshold of a future radically different from anything they or their forebears had ever known. Some in his audience appreciated the magnitude of the task they were about to undertake; all understood the gravity of the moment.

The chamber was quiet. The nation listened.

“Yesterday, December 7, 1941,” he began, “a date which will live in infamy...”

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  • Posted November 6, 2008

    more from this reviewer

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    About Time

    I mean, honestly...Shouldn't our favorite authors write as fast as we read?<BR/><BR/>I have loved every book Bill Brands has written, and this one is no exception. You'd think there's be quite enough books on FDR and nothing new could be added. You'd be wrong, though. Just as he has always done, Brands has taken a subject about which we think we already know and given us so much more. <BR/><BR/>If you are not a history fan but know someone who is, this will make a wonderful Christmas gift. It might be fun to make it a "theme" gift by adding the new PBS bio which is part of their presidents series and maybe a WWII movie or music from the era.

    9 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 16, 2008

    same old stuff rehashed

    this book is the sotry of the new deal through rose colored glasses that has been told over and over again by previous biographers. there is nothing new here and the author adds his own political vies to the book making it a cross of current events politics with historical facts carefully selected to supprt his views. Look elsewhere for a biography of FDR like Jean Baker Smiths book or Doris Kearns Goodwin book. Sad to see an historian with promise resort to this type of trash. the title alone is awful and embarassingly provacative

    8 out of 27 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 21, 2008

    A fine biography by the author of "TR"

    A great one-volume biography of, arguably, the greatest president of the twentieth century. Warts and all. All the more important now, as viewed from the standpoint of the contemporary economic situation. <BR/>His upper class upbringing, his rise through government, his character-building adulthood fight with polio, the hubris of his scheme to pack the Supreme Court with judges more favorable to the New Deal. It's all here and in color. <BR/>Most stunning to me was the realization that the New Deal was all just experimental. All just made up as he went along. Was the New Deal a stop-gap temporary measure to get the economy moving again? Or was it a new way of permanently partnering government, labor and business? The press couldn't get an answer out of FDR back then because, well, he didn't know himself. Asked by a reporter when his bank policy would be available to the press, Roosevelt answered, "Judging by the fact that I haven't started to write it, I should say at the last minute possible". This was AFTER he had closed the banks for an eight-day bank holiday. Imagine a current president answering the press in that manner today. FDR used socialist policies in order to save the country from socialism. Then, of course, he went on to nearly single-handedly save the world from facism.

    6 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 6, 2009

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    An engrossing read

    I have become an FDR addict since visiting FDR's library and home in Hyde Park, NY in the late summer of 2008-which unfortunately coincided with the begining of the worst recession since the 1930s. I'm inspired by what this one man was able to accomplish on the home front and in WWII, inspite of his severe physical handicap. He was fortunate to have lived during a time when there was greater respect for the private life of the President, and as yet no internet.
    H.W. Brands has written a truly engrossing biography of a very fascinating man.

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 13, 2009

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    "Traitor to His Class," by H. W. Brands, ia a presidential biography that suits our difficult times.

    Having enjoyed two other histories by H. W. Brands, I was undaunted by the 824 pages that tell the story of Franklin Delano Roosevelt's life. With so many references to the first 100 days of FDR's presidency, and discussion about what was achieved, when, and in what order, it is helpful to have everything laid out as well as it is in this volume. The details of his youth and early life were entirely new to me, so I did not find the book repetitious at all. When FDR contracted polio in 1921, he was only 39 years old. Knowing all that was still to come in his eventful life left me gasping at the significance of how he mastered the illness.

    Of course, FDR utilized several family members and close friends to help him overcome his polio-constrained schedule. Eleanor remained a steadfast political partner even through the latter years when she essentially lived apart from him, following her own dictates and interests. FDR used Theodore Roosevelt's list of honors as a benchmark as he took up a series of governmental offices, always comparing himself to Teddy. Finally, a dedicated group of assistants followed him everywhere - to Warm Springs, Georgia, which he bought and developed into a place that genuinely welcomed polio sufferers - and to rooms in the White House for his closest advisors. The Georgia countryside allowed FDR to get out in an adapted car that he could drive. He spoke with the young school principal whose work-study program entailed being the principal one year and returning to college the next, alternating until he had earned a degree. He also discovered the low pay scale in Georgia. The trips to Warms Springs expanded his knowledge of the country as well as provided relief to his body.

    Brands covers the final years with a light touch, whether relating the rekindling of FDR's friendship with Lucy Mercer Rutherfurd or Eleanor's longtime friendship with Lorena Hickok.

    Eleanor saw that female journalists needed a boost in gathering news stories, so she instituted women-only press conferences and stuck to that format the rest of her life. On the other hand, Roosevelt wanted to stay at a Civilian Conservation Corps camp himself - and to visit all of them, in fact - was his original goal!

    These are but two examples of Franklin and Eleanor seeing a need, and doing something about it. By seeing and meeting needs throughout their lives, FDR and Eleanor made our country better as they made life better for the CCC participants and the female journalists.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 26, 2008

    Superb.

    A magnificent, thrilling portrait of one of the greatest, most influential Americans of the 20th century. Another must-read biography from the author of the excellent TR.

    3 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 13, 2008

    You have to be kidding!!!

    FDR oversaw the largest expansion of centralized authoritarian government in US history. (Except for maybe the current buffoons up there, and probably the next as well) Everything from internment to packing the courts with leftist radicals so that he could impose his unconstitutional "Bum Deal". Social Securtiy!! What a joke!! More like Securtiy of Opressive Governmental Power. Unemployment never less then single didgets until America was launched into war. FDR's fascism makes Mussolini's Italy look like a freedom loving republic. Liberal "authors" like Mr. Brands do themselves a disservice in their feeble attempt to rewrite history. "Traitor to his Class", even the title is wrought with Marxist language. FDR, the greatest president of the twenteith century, when should I start laughing.

    3 out of 28 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 3, 2008

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    FDR: A seminal biography

    Few lives can match Franklin Delano Roosevelt¿s. He rewrote the social contract between people and government, guided the United States through the Great Depression and World War II, and drafted the blueprints for the post-war world. <BR/><BR/>In this fourth major work on FDR in four years, historian H.W. Brands faces two challenges by virtue of his place in the queue: to come up with a new tack on the subject¿s life; and to measure up to what others had written. <BR/><BR/>The author itemizes the carnage of the Great Depression, and invokes the familiar line to summarize FDR¿s actions in the first 100 days of his presidency¿¿in eight days capitalism was saved¿¿but doesn¿t put the human face on what it was saved from. Brands overlooks the growing militancy of Midwest farmers and how socialism and Communism were gaining traction in the American conscience. <BR/><BR/>With war rumbling in Europe, the politicians and pundits chided FDR for seeking a third term, but the people re-elected him overwhelmingly. With no comparable personality in Washington, FDR stepped onto the world stage with two who came close, Churchill and Stalin.<BR/><BR/>Roosevelt managed to get what he needed from both: Churchill grudgingly agreed to D-Day, and Stalin agreed to the United Nations (all it cost was Eastern Europe). Brands¿ accounts of the triumvirate repeat what others have written without the depth or intimacy. <BR/><BR/>This biography provides a serviceable portrait of arguably the most important president since Lincoln, but it has some tough acts to follow. At the end of the day, ¿Traitor to his Class¿ adds little to the scholarship on the man who shaped the post-war world as we¿ve known it.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 3, 2009

    A Different Look

    There are only so many facts to go around regarding a person's life or a significant historical event. Nonetheless the author's treatment of FDR's life and times does provide a new perspective on him. He certainly is one of the greatest leaders of all time, and this book supports that ranking. I would recommended this work without hesitation to anyone at all interested in American history and the men and women who made it.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 15, 2008

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    Title Trouble

    So essential, the logic behind calling FDR, the most noble president and creator of Social Security, a "Traitor to his Class" is because he actually devoted his energies to helping the poor and lower class? The title of this book outlines the major differences between Democrats and Republicans. Even the wealthy have an obligation to help the poor and disenfranchised, and to ignore this problem is the reason that the French Revolution emerged during the Renessaince.

    2 out of 28 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 20, 2010

    Reads like clear water, and Always engaging

    A comprehensive review of the life and times of FDR. Covers all the basics, which are generally known, with fresh narrative and brisk writing. Reveals otherwise unknown stories with great detail. It's like being a fly on the wall. Includes a lot of quotes which were specified by FDR to be "off the record" at the time. A timely read; the comparisons to our culture, Obama's presidency and current financial times are fascinating.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 21, 2010

    I ONLY THOUGHT I KNEW ABOUT FDR

    I have read a good bit about the Depression and WWII; about the New Deal; about Franklin and Winston; about Franklin and his wife; about many aspects of the era immediately preceding my birth in 1948. Reshelving my books this year I realized I had nothing that focused exclusively on Roosevelt himself. Barnes and Noble had this volume in stock so I bought it and took it home. My usual method is to read several books concurrently...a chapter or 2 in each of several books every day until I "get traction" in a particular book and then I'll finish it on out.. But from page one in this book I was hooked. Front-to-back. Non-stop (or, at least, non-interrupted by any other reading). My goodness!!! Absolutely fascinating and absorbing. And the author's style is an absolute joy to read. "Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.00." Go directly to your local bookstore and get this book.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 9, 2010

    Traitor Traitor to His Class: The Privileged Life and Radical Presidency of FDR is a joy to read for its elegant writing and brilliant choice of detail.

    I look forward to each day's time for reading this absorbing biography of FDR. HW Brands captures the essence of FDR's personality, family relationships and traces his ascension to the presidency in fascinating detail. I feel that I have entered into the world of the 1930's. I am only half way through, but already know that I can recommend it to anyone who wishes to acquire a comprehensive and human understanding of the 30's in America.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 4, 2013

    The Indispensable Man

    Brands paints a detailed portrait of the one man America needed to thrive despite the Great Depression and World War II. He is charming,courageous, open, and yet, was able to use people to achieve the goals necessary to one of the greatest administrations the country has ever had. He is no plastic saint. He makes mistakes. He is a great experimenter but not a great thinker. His morality evolves from the pain and horror he sees in the common people. He was a traitor to his class and a great servant of the American people.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 23, 2012

    Wyndham

    I take the New Jersey Ask

    0 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 22, 2011

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    One of the best American Presidents!

    There have only been three presidents in my lifetime and but none of them can hold a candle to FDR.They say that history repeats itself, and I agree. Pres.Obama is the modern version of FDR while Bush is H.Hoover. I just got this book last friday and I'm almost done. It's a great book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 30, 2010

    Traitor to His Class - FDR

    Bought this set of CDs for my husband and me to listen to while driving our 19+ hour trip to FL. Thoroughly enjoyed them - made the trip a pleasant one. Lots of good history there. Recommend highly.

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