way. Once again, my mother, Anne Foner, read the manuscript with a keen critical eye and was a much-valued sounding board. My daughter, Alexis, now a professional writer in her own right, has made me sensitive to the need for clear and lively writing, although I am sure that I do not live up to her high standards. My husband, Peter Swerdloff, spent hours talking over ideas with me, provided critical insights, and, perhaps most important, was a constant source of support. I