Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
Born in 1907 to the wealthy Pittsburgh, Pa., banking family, the author as a young man resisted his father's efforts to channel him into a business career, choosing instead to become a philanthropist. Written with art dealer Baskett ( The Horse in Art ) this chronological, somewhat prosaic account of Mellon's privileged existence is enlivened by a discussion of his parents' scandalous divorce in 1912, which eventually drove the son into therapy, first with C. G. Jung and later, more successfully, with a Freudian analyst. Mellon describes his chief passions--fox hunting, collecting impressionist art and horse racing--and discusses his involvement in the National Gallery and environmental causes. Photos not seen by PW. (Apr.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved
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Review by Library Journal Review
Mellon has devoted himself and his inherited fortune to art, philanthropy, and horse breeding. This autobiography rambles through a long life and many acquaintances in a comfortable, if slightly disorganized, fashion. Unfortunately, neither Mellon's pastimes nor his great wealth are automatically interesting. In fact, it all seems rather dull by the end of the book. For those interested in the Mellon philanthropies, such as the National Gallery or the Yale Center for British Art, there is some detail of their founding operations that might prove useful. However, Mellon's psychoanalysis by the Jungian and Freudian analysts and his opinions of his friends are less than gripping. At the same time, the recounting of the supposed cause of his angst, the 1912 divorce of his parents, provides a fascinating picture of the world and mores of the rich before World War I. Recommended only for the most comprehensive collections in philanthropy or biography. (Illustrations not seen.)-- Mary Jane Ballou, Ford Fdn. Lib., New York (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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Review by Kirkus Book Review
Life of the supermoneyed author, who turned in his banker's suit for life as an art collector and philanthropist; as told to his old friend and advisor Baskett, with some passages by Mellon himself. Mellon's life is vicariously exciting because of its ties with money--money in quantities he never bothers to measure but which the reader enjoys helping him spend or apportion. As a man, rather than a financial fountain, Mellon (now 85) is somewhat less exciting, though his problems keep a steady fascination throughout. Mellon's great-grandfather, grandfather, and father apparently were all stone-faced, emotionless men who gathered wealth by picking up businesses in distress or just underway, getting them on their feet, and then selling them--although coal and banking remained as stabilizers. The author, however, lost interest in finance while still in college. A few years later, he approached his elderly father and asked that he be released from the family grinding wheel and be allowed to spend his life as he found most rewarding. Dad became Secretary of the Treasury for 12 years while Mellon married a feisty but asthmatic woman, Mary Brown, with whom he entered into analysis in Zurich under Carl Jung himself. Not really an intellectual, Mary nonetheless founded the Bollingen Foundation and saw to the translation and publication of Jung in English--a huge job. Meanwhile, Mellon went off to WW II as an infantry officer, then returned to continue building the National Gallery of Art, the Yale Center for British Art, and the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts- -and get in some fox-hunting, horse racing, and book collecting. He is now retired. Smooth-running and lively. (Photos--16 pages color and 48 pages b&w--not seen.)
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