Well written and interesting, no doubt, but for a large part not what I'd expected. The very last part, entitled "Bobby alone" is what I'd hoped this whole book would be: A close look at the person, his behaviour, growth, reception, self reflection, what not - that last part was a joy to read, making me sigh and swoon and think and mourn. I was close to this book right then, I felt it. And I'd so expected, no, hoped, for the rest of the book to be the same, with both JFK and RFK, their similarities, distinctions, interactions and what not being the center of it all and just getting to me, you know? And there was some of it, sure, and it was good and so promising. However, there was so much more, which made this book more of an overview of all things Kennedy administration. Which, again, is interesting. But you know, there's a time and a place for everything, and when I expect an indepth look at the brothers, I don't want to read pages of who's who in the mob. Some is necessary to put it all into perspective - mob, yes, as well as Cuba, foreign politics in general, all that - but this book lost focus too often. It just wanted too much instead of staying on its main topic. If you know that and accept and expect that, it's a good read though, just not the kind I'd expected it to be.