Mrs. Astor Regrets: The Hidden Betrayals of a Family Beyond Reproach
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Overview
A riveting look behind the gates of the house of Astor as a famous family falls apart in public
The fate of Brooke Astor, the endearing philanthropist with the storied name, has generated worldwide headlines since her grandson Philip sued his father in 2006, alleging mistreatment of Brooke. And shortly after her death in 2007, Anthony Marshall, Mrs. Astor's only child, was indicted on charges of looting her estate. Rarely has there been a story with such an appealing heroine, conjuring up a world so nearly forgotten: a realm of lavish wealth and secrets of the sort that have engaged Americans from the era of Edith Wharton to the more recent days of Truman Capote and Vanity Fair.
New York journalist Meryl Gordon has interviewed not only the elite of Brooke Astor's social circle, but also the large staff who cosseted and cared for Mrs. Astor during her declining years. The result is the behind-the-headlines story of the Astor empire's unraveling, filled with never-before-reported scenes. This powerful, poignant saga takes the reader inside the gilded gates of an American dynasty to tell of three generations' worth of longing and missed opportunities. Even in this territory of privilege, no riches can put things right once they've been torn asunder. Here is an American epic of the bonds of money, morality, and social position.
Editorial Reviews
The indictment in November 2007 of Anthony (Tony) Marshall, the only child of the late legendary philanthropist Brooke Astor, for misuse of his mother's fortune led to an unheard-of scrutiny of America's discreet aristocracy. Gordon, a journalist whose New York magazine article on the scandal in August 2006 formed the germ of this extended work, delivers a balanced, dogged--and ultimately sad--detective account of how Astor's grandson Philip Marshall ended up betraying Tony, his own father. Horrified by accounts of the shamefully reduced conditions under which his then 103-year-old grandmother was being cared for (attested to by servants and Astor's good friends Annette de la Renta and David Rockefeller), Philip legally challenged his father, the custodian of her considerable estate, and Tony's wife, Charlene, citing in particular the uncharacteristic altering of Brooke's will in the last years before she died (she had been diagnosed with Alzheimer's). Gordon sifts painstakingly through the rubble of the extended Astor family history, from Brooke's disastrous first marriage at age 17 to her dazzling reinvention in her 50s as the celebrity widow of Vincent Astor (who died in 1959), firmly ensconced at the helm of the venerable and very useful Astor Foundation. In the end, Gordon tells a sad and moving story of elder abuse. (Dec.)
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Bio of Meryl Gordon
MERYL GORDON is a full-time magazine journalist who for the past fifteen years has been a contract writer for New York magazine. She has profiled such influential figures as Kofi Annan, Mike Bloomberg, and John Kerry, and such stars as Nicole Kidman, Susan Sarandon, and Maggie Gyllenhaal. She has written major features for the New York Times Magazine, Gourmet, Elle, Marie Claire, and More. Earlier in her career she covered the police and court beats in Cincinnati and Rochester, and then became an economics writer in Washington, D.C. A graduate of the University of Michigan, she lives in New York City with her husband, Walter Shapiro, who is the Washington bureau chief for Salon.com.
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Imprint
Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Trade & Reference Publishers
Filesize
1.15 MB
Number of Pages
336
eBook ISBN
9780618893737
Excerpt from: Mrs. Astor Regrets by Meryl Gordon
Amid the whirl of Mrs. Astor's one-hundredth birthday celebration, her son, Tony Marshall, and daughter-in-law, Charlene Marshall, tried to play host to her glamorous friends. The day had not gotten off to the best start. Upon arriving at Mrs. Astor's country estate, they discovered that they had been given the least desirable guest room. Then they learned that Mrs. Astor would be escorted into this uncommon gathering not by Tony but by Viscount Astor, in from London. Now at the party they hoavered by Brooke's side. In a room of women for whom thinness was a religion, Charlene--closer to a size 12 than a 2--stood out for her appearance as well as for her playful, earthy personality. Fiercely protective of Tony and sensitive to Brooke's all-too-frequent slights, Charlene was determined that she and her husband hold their own on this occasion.Perched regally on a sofa, Brooke accepted compliments. "Oscar did this phenomenal dress for her, this exquisite blue taffeta, all these ruffles, a work of art. She know how fabulous it was," recalls Paul LeClerc, president of the New York Public Library. Joining Mrs. Astor at the head table for dinner were Laurance and David Rockefeller, Viscount Astor, Barbara Walters, and Oscar and Annette de la Renta. Tony and Charlene's table, so near and yet so far, could have been considered Siberia in a Brooke-centric universe.Trout mousse with a caviar beurre-blanc sauce was followed by poussin and asparagus with hazelnuts. Tony seized his moment by announcing that Charlene would present his mother with flowers sent by Prince Charles. An intimate friend of the Astors recalls, "Everybody knew that Brooke did not like Charlene. Tony did it to try to establish the impression of a relationship." How quickly plans can go awry. As Barbara Walters recalls, "Charlene brought over the flowers to Brooke, who made a terrible face. The pleasure was taken away by the fact it was Charlene delivering them." The rebuff, along with Charlene's hurt look, stilled the room, "Brooke thought Charlene was horning in on her moment," recalls Liz Smith. "I was just horrified."











