My American JourneyByColin Powell and Joseph E. Persico
This autobiography of Colin Powell is truly an amazing journey for
anyone wishing to know something about American Brass, world leaders,
and gentle giants who do more for world peace than most anyone. When
you begin turning the pages you’ll find yourself back in the age of
discrimination. How can a family rent or own when the color of their
skin is black in a biased community? What if your parents search every
corner of the community you are tied to and still find it difficult to
live somewhere besides the street? General Colin Powell’s parents did
just that. They scrimped and saved to move their family into a safe
warm place, and yet the only home they found was one they had to share.
Powell tells of a boyhood filled with common mischief, and yet in
some miraculous way he found himself rescued from what would have been
a tragic story of an average black man after two tours of duty in
Vietnam. In his view societies rejects especially ones sentenced to
serve their country or else is not an appropriate place for them. Why?
“They don’t want to fight.” And worst of all they generally don’t!
Powell found himself on the trail to becoming a general and following
the requirements the United States set fourth to become so, and then an
amazing opportunity came along. He would work in the white house. He
would lend an ear to dignitaries, white house officials. The respect he
has received from his posts is stunning. After reading the book from
cover to cover and closing this impressive work I walked away feeling
dissatisfied. Why? My opinion was and still is that General Colin
Powell could become the first black United States President if he
wished. Why he defers that I suggest that you pick up the book and read it from cover to cover just the same as I did.