Reading it you have the sense that Bradlee is speaking to you, and that he’s coming completely clean.
The book reads less like a formal memoir than an oral history. That is the short version of Bradlee’s life as Bradlee tells it, charmingly. Not much worth writing about happened after Watergate, but by the end of his career he had made his name as the finest newspaper editor of his generation. As editor of the Post he would publish the Pentagon Papers and the Watergate journalism that would force Nixon from the White House. Kennedy’s journalistic confidante, Newsweek’s Washington bureau chief, the managing editor of The Washington Post and, finally, from 1968 until his retirement in 1991, the Post’s executive editor. He was, in rapid succession, a reporter on a New Hampshire newspaper, Newsweek’s Paris correspondent, a reporter in Newsweek’s Washington bureau, President John F. He spent a few years flirting with the Foreign Service, where he discovered that “the cover-your-ass crowd frowned on balls and initiative,” and he finally settled on a career in journalism. He seems to have preserved into adulthood an adolescent sense of destiny which, naively but admirably, he nurtured and made grow. After the war Bradlee went looking for a career.
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