EARLY BIRD BOOKS FRESH EBOOK DEALS, DELIVERED DAILY BE THE FIRST TO KNOW— NEW DEALS HATCH EVERY DAY! PRAISE FOR LYNDON JOHNSON AND THE AMERICAN DREAM “The most penetrating, fascinating political biography I have ever read.… No other President has had a biographer who had such access to his private thoughts.” —The New York Times “Magnificent, brilliant, illuminating … A profound analysis of both the private and public man.” —The Miami Herald “Absorbing and sympathetic, warts and all.” —The Washington Post “Kearns has made Lyndon Johnson so whole, so understandable that the impact of the book is difficult to describe. It might have been called ‘The Tragedy of Lyndon Johnson,’ for he comes to seem nothing so much as a figure out of Greek tragedy.” —Houston Chronicle “Johnson’s every word and deed is measured in an attempt to understand one of the most powerful yet tragic of American Presidents.” —Chicago Tribune “A fine and shrewd book … extraordinary … poignant … the best we have to date.” —The Boston Globe “An extraordinary portrait of a generous, devious, complex, and profoundly manipulative man … Kearns became the custodian not only of LBJ’s political lore but of his memories, hopes, and nightmares.… We have it all laid out for us in this wrenchingly intimate analysis of a man whose virtues, like his faults, were on a giant scale.” —Cosmopolitan “A grand and fascinating portrait of a most complicated, haunted, and here appealing man.” —The Village Voice “Vivid … No other book is likely to offer a sharper, more intimate portrait of Lyndon Johnson in full psychic undress.” —Newsweek “Powerful, first rate, gratifying … [Goodwin] has proven herself worthy of Lyndon Johnson’s trust; for by sharing his fears and dreams with us, she has helped us to understand not just one man, but an era, and ultimately ourselves.” —Newsday Lyndon Johnson and the American Dream Doris Kearns Goodwin To the memory of my mother and father and to Richard and Bert Neustadt CONTENTS Foreword Chapter 1 / GROWING UP Chapter 2 / EDUCATION AND THE DREAM OF SUCCESS Chapter 3 / THE MAKING OF A POLITICIAN Chapter 4 / RISE TO POWER IN THE SENATE Chapter 5 / THE SENATE LEADER Chapter 6 / THE VICE-PRESIDENCY Chapter 7 / THE TRANSITION YEAR Chapter 8 / THE GREAT SOCIETY Chapter 9 / VIETNAM Chapter 10 / THINGS GO WRONG Chapter 11 / UNDER SIEGE IN THE WHITE HOUSE Chapter 12 / THE WITHDRAWAL Epilogue Acknowledgments Author’s Postscript Notes Index About the Author Foreword It is more than eighteen years since Lyndon Johnson died, and yet my last conversation with him, two days before his fatal heart attack, turns in my mind as if that formidable, frustrating, fascinating character were still alive. When the phone rang in my Cambridge apartment that raw January morning at 6 A.M., I knew before I answered it that it was he. He would often call before dawn, following a pattern set at the ranch when he would come into my room to wake me up so we could talk before the day’s activities began. His voice on these occasions was soft, so soft it was sometimes hard to understand but on this morning the pain and sadness in his tone was so striking that I forced myself to comprehend every word. “Listen,” he began. “I’ve been reading Carl Sandburg’s biography on Lincoln and no matter how great the book’s supposed to be, I can’t bring Lincoln to life. And if that’s true for me, one President reading about another, then there’s no chance the ordinary person in the future will ever remember me. No chance. I’d have been better off looking for immortality through my wife and children and their children in turn instead of seeking all that love and affection from the American people. They’re just too fickle.” I tried at first to cajole him from his morose mood by teasing him that from this day forward I would promise to include a question on Lyndon Johnson on every final exam I gave at Harvard so that at least for the length of my teaching career, the students at Harvard would never forget him. But he cut my banter short with an unusual abruptness. “You’re not listening. I’m telling you something important. Get married. Have children. Spend time with them.”1* I first met Lyndon Johnson in the spring of 1967 when I was nominated for the White House Fellows program. I was twenty-four years old. The program was designed to allow young people to work as special assistants to the President and members of his cabinet. In a conference house in Virginia, a committee of Cabinet members, government officials, and journalists interviewed the finalists.
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