President Ronald Reagan looms large in my life, if for no other reason than I was born in 1970. Accordingly, he was the President when I first started to think about politics, and in many ways he has defined the office for me. And so, even though I'm fairly liberal and disagree with a number of President Reagan's political philosophy, I've always been intrigued by the man who went from making mediocre movies to defining much of the last quarter of the 20th century (for good or for ill).
So I was intrigued when I saw Peggy Grande's new memoir, "The President Will See You Now: My Stories and Lessons from Ronald Reagan's Final Years." I had not yet read a book about the Reagan White House and thought that a book by someone with a close personal but professional relationship with the President could be a fun, insightful read.
I regret to say that Ms. Grande's book, while no doubt heartfelt and sincere, is not a great read. First, Ms. Grande never worked in the Reagan White House - instead, she took a job with President Reagan in his post-presidency life, working in his office in Century City, California. While the book jacket never explicitly states that Ms. Grande worked in the White House, the implication is there. While a President's life after the White House is important, it's not the same thing as the years in the Oval Office.
The other big problem with this book is its unfettered unabashed unrelenting praise for the President, for Nancy Reagan, and indeed for everybody associated with the Reagans. While I don't deny that Ms. Grande adores both Ronald and Nancy Reagan and that she has come by this honestly, her book essentially consists of 250-odd page love letter to the two of them. President Reagan always captures every moment and handles it with grace, charm, poise, brilliance, understanding, and on and on and on . . .
There's a joke about how fans of Ronald Reagan love to debate his Presidency - "was it great or was it really great - discuss." Ms. Grande is in the "it was more than really great" camp.
The other big problem with this book is that Ms. Grande is not much of a writer. She is a big fan of exclamation points! Even where they don't belong! She is also not very funny - she tries in several pages to build to an amusing anecdote. Each time it falls flat. It's disappointing!
Ms. Grande's use of superlatives and adverbs also grows wearisome, as does her use of certain words. I lost count of how often President Reagan's eyes "twinkled." And the Reagans weren't best friends - they were "truly" best friends. A little of this is fine, but Ms. Grande gilds the lily far too often.
We also get lost a bit. Ms. Grande initially describes President Reagan's office as "California casual," but then in the same paragraph describes a "formal" office decorated in stately pictures of the Reagan Presidency, of well-ordered desks, and of formal business attire. Which is it?
There are some interesting anecdotes in these pages, such as how the President liked his desk organized each morning. In a rare example of the kind of observation that was all too rare in this book, Ms. Grande reveals that the President kept a well-used and sizable stock of index cards of quotes to use in his speeches and remarks. Seeing how a man, often dismissed as an intellectual lightweight, did his homework, one could understand how he became the Great Communicator.
The pages regarding the President's Alzheimer's should be more interesting than they are, but unfortunately Ms. Grande bogs them down with made-for-TV-movie clichés about the Reagans' noble struggle.
All in all, this book is a puff piece about the Reagans. I am an alumnus of the University of North Carolina, and our sainted basketball coach Dean Smith recently died after a long struggle with mental illness. Several of the obituaries and tributes I read about him were varying efforts to tell the reader, "You Don't Understand How Amazing This Man Was!" Ms. Grande's book is much the same. That doesn't make it necessarily bad - the writing, however . . . - but it's not the "fly on the wall to history" that the book markets itself as, either.
Not recommended except for the most die-hard Reagan fans.