He raced home, and en route received word his wife was gravely ill. By the time he arrived home, the child was born and his wife was comatose. She passed on the 14th.
At the same time in the same house, his mother also died of typhoid.
This is the entry from Roosevelt's diary on that terrible day.
goddamn, that's heartbreaking |
Roosevelt responded to all this by quitting politics, buying a ranch in South Dakota and becoming a cowboy. That is, until the call to New York politics became too much and he went on to become the TR we all know and love (and fear).
The baby survived, becoming the completely out-of-control Alice Roosevelt, about which TR, as President, once said "I can either run the country or I can control Alice, but I cannot possibly do both."
So, as you throw your pity party for yourself that you're not having a good Valentine's Day, remember - you could have gotten on Tinder today and resolved your issue. And, you're certainly not responding to any of this in ways that are generally recognized as totally bad-ass, a la President Roosevelt and his cowboy-solution.
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