This is probably the most inconsequential of Carter’s “mini-memoirs”, having little of the timeless insight of, say, “An Hour Before Daylight” and covering some of the same ground. This one looks across Carter’s entire life, though, and recounts some particularly memorable occasions he spent, well, sharing good times with friends.
I have to admit, though, that as a fan and admirer of Carter I did find it interesting to learn that he is an avid outdoorsman and hiker well into his later years. He has climbed to Everest base camp in his 60′s and climbed Mount Fuji in his 70′s. He’s not above using the perks of his reputation to get a private tour of a world-famous museum that’s closed for renovations, or to get a private nature tour in between overseeing third-world elections. In fact, the man requires that he get a tour from a licensed naturalist every place his visits while doing business for the Carter Center.
You might see the man as egocentric and maybe a bit daffy; I know many folks do. But I found myself dreaming that I was part of his inner circle, and hoping to imitate him in my own later years. I give it an objective three star rating, but add a star if you are a fellow Carter admirer.