I wish you a happy President’s Day, mostly because I happen to hold Abraham Lincoln in high regard. Really, he’s one of my favorite presidents.
It wasn’t always this way. Actually, I can trace it back to a class I took in college, Psychohistory with Dr. Murdoch. (Unfortunately, it wasn’t the mathematical wisdom of Hari Seldon, brought to the human race eons in advance. No, we could have used that.) In this class, I ended up reading a lot of character studies about various figures, eventually finding out that all of them were narcissistic. We spent a good bit of time on both Honest Abe and Woodrow Wilson.
I still return to Lincoln, from time to time. At this very moment, I have Team of Rivals by Goodwin on my shelf, beckoning to me.
Some of my other favorite presidents include Andrew Jackson (he of scar and smallpox survival fame) and Woodrow Wilson (who leapt from university president to the world stage).