Past forgetting : my love affair with Dwight D. Eisenhower

The story I am about to tell happened a long time ago. I ask the reader to be lenient. My sources are my memory, my old blue leather diary -- and my heart. If an occasional time sequence is twisted or a fact misplaced, it is only because of the tricks that memory plays as one grows older. The conversations in this book ring true to my ear and my heart, but it must be understood that they have been reconstructed from my memories. The events that I am writing about meant so much to me, however, and I have lived them over to myself during so many long nights, that I think my story is as close to reality as if it were only last night that I said my unsuspecting goodbye to the General, to Ike, to the man I loved. - Kay Summersby Morgan, on jacket back. Kay Summersby Morgan wrote this book under a death sentence. In late 1973, her doctors gave her six months to live, but Kay stretched it into more than a year -- and lived every day until the very last with her customary gaiety and relish. She wrote this book because she wanted the truth to be known. "I was always extremely discreet," she said. "But now the General is dead. And I am dying. Once I am dead, then I would like this book to speak for me. I would like the world to know the truth of the Eisenhower affair."--The publisher. 285 pages, 12 unnumbered leaves of plates : illustrations ; 22 cm