Have you ever noticed the books in the photograph that makes up my blog header? The one on top is the collected works of Robert Frost, and the one below is the second volume of William Manchester’s biography of Winston Churchill, The Last Lion.
It’s a wonderful read, but it ends in the year 1940. And we know, of course, that 1940 was hardly the ending of Churchill’s life; it was the beginning of His Finest Hour, to coin (or borrow) a phrase. But biographer Manchester died before he could tackle the war years and beyond, a source of great sorrow to us Churchill buffs.
However, before he died, Manchester turned his notes and the unfinished task over to journalist Paul Reid, who has finally completed the book. I haven’t read it yet, but although I can safely say I doubt it’s as great as it would have been if Manchester had lived to write the whole thing, reports are that it’s a very worthy final volume of what is now a trilogy:
The third and final volume of a massive work of biography is a tribute not only to Manchester but also to Reid, whose courage in accepting the job is matched by his success in telling the story.
Plus, there’s the added bonus that, if you order any of the Churchill books (or anything else from Amazon) by clicking on the links in this post, a small part of the total will go to neo-neocon.