It’s been a while, but I was totally underwhelmed. For an end of life meditation, I found it remarkably unconsidered. To have accomplished everything he did, that guy had to be wound extremely tight, be exceptionally controlled, and had to be excellent at delivering what was expected of him. That’s how the book felt to me: locked down, controlled, and exactly what you would expect from the description. Maybe that’s part of it-guys like him live in a world that self-doubt and reflection just aren’t part of, but it felt to me like we never really got behind the mask.