This is an exceptional political biography of one of the greatest teams of the 20C. You have FDR, a man of protean energies and charisma, coupled with a wife who brought her own talents and passions to the union. Though he was out in front, Eleanor clearly was a great force in the background, a conscience, choosing her causes, pushing Franklin, and staking out positions with great courage.
Unlike Roosevelt biographies up to this point, Eleanor dominates this one, with FDR's career a kind of frame of the development of her mind and activism. As daughter of Teddy Rooseveldt's elder brother - an alcoholic wastrel whom she loved and feared for - she was born to privilege, position, and private pain. There is a wonderfully horrific scene depicted when she witnessesed, as a pre-teen, her father get drunk in a club and then carried out, a humiliation that marked her deeply.
FDR chose her for marriage, in what Lash describes as a prescient political move: even though she was not as beautiful as the many available debutants of their class and milieu, she would support him and play her role to perfection as he entered electoral politics, subtly guiding him with an equal political genius. They came to embody the New Deal and all the reforms and experiments that period entailed, though again the details of this are in only the background of the book.
Interestingly, Lash covers how burdensome she found her role personally, how it wore her down emotionally and caused her to despair at the moment he was elected president. In this version, she was also unhappy with the intimate side of the marriage: she found sex a burden to bear, finally discovering that FDR was having an affair with her social secretary and friend, Lucy. This was the end of a phase of their relationship, when it became purely political and she started to pursue her own ambitions and projects, which required the same level of energy as did those of FDR. But she was always a quantity in formation and in motion - I will never forget about her decision, while in the car to the inauguration, to do something with her life when she heard the complaints of Hoover's wife, who said she was upset that everything wasn't going to be "done for her" anymore.
What Lash is so discreet about is Eleanor's own affairs with FDR's body guard in Albany and later with women. He indicates them only as an unproven possibility, when in fact there is ample evidence in other sources that essentially prove liasons. I know this from a personal connection with researchers who have proved this to me. Perhaps this somewhat puritan attitude dates the book, but it also avoids sensationalizing these relations at the expense of a deeper portrait of the times. This is my principal criticism of the book.
Recommended warmly.