This one is admittedly speculative: I started reading Edmund Morris’s Theodore Rex the last time I was visiting my mom’s, and I forgot to take it with me when we left. It’s OK: my mom won’t mind. Sometimes I think she wants me to take half the house back down to Maryland. Anyway: I’ve heard good thing about Morris’s Theodore Roosevelt biographies, so I’m putting it up here so I won’t forget about it when I hit the library next week.
And so, adieu to Uncompromising Honor.