Indeed, the only reason I desired to read William Manchester’s The Death of a President was a fascinating article in Vanity Fair by Sam Kashner (available at.
Thus, when I have to pick and choose, I will enthusiastically read the nth retelling of the battle of Antietam or the latest theory on Custer’s Last Stand rather than wade into the nutcase-riddled world of the Kennedys. Those hours have been drastically cut by the needs of my nine-month old. I love history, to be sure, but history is broad, and there are only so many hours in a day that one can devote to this endeavor. Kennedy in particular, or in wild conspiracy theories at all. I’ve never been particularly interested in the Kennedys in general, John F.
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