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Bear” Brien was even more generous, as I called on her many times to fill in missing details. She is as lovely as she is giving. I am grateful to all four children for their generosity to me.
    Beyond those who lent homes, evenings, time, and intelligence to the book itself, there are those to whom I am forever in debt for other lessons. Here again, there are indeed too many to count, much less list. My colleagues at the Los Angeles Times are a source of wonder; they do difficult, honest, and diligent work every day. Editor Dean Baquet manages that noble enterprise and encouraged my work on this book, even when it kept me from the newsroom. In addition, two Times colleagues, Dan Morain and Cathleen Decker, deserve special note, as Dan corralled Sacramento materials for me when he had better things to do, and Cathy weighed in over many lunches with her unfailingly insightful views on California politics. Mark Barabak, noted above, was likewise a font of knowledge and a good friend.
    As lucky as I am to work for the Times , I am especially blessed to have had the great fortune to work over the years for four of America’s finest journalists. Bill Kovach, Sonny Rawls, John Carroll, and James Reston taught me—or at least tried to teach me—about integrity, determination, precision, and commitment to quality, mixed in among many other lessons about life and journalism. Few reporters—indeed, few people—are so lucky as to be able to draw upon such a group of mentors. I am mindful every day of my debt to all four. I reserve a special measure of gratitude for Mr. Reston, who launched me on a career in journalism and whose gentle, joyful excellence stands as the example for which I strive.
    Still, at the end of this project as at the beginning, there are two unrivaled recipients of my appreciation and love.
    Karlene Goller is my wife and the source of much of this book’s wisdom, as well as the great currents of its feeling. On more occasions than I can recall, she engaged in our running conversation about Warren and his life. Intuitively and with her perfect pitch of precision and grace, Karlene taught me about Warren; her patience with my need to think out loud allowed me to learn more. Beyond that, Karlene is a fine lawyer—she spearheaded the long and ultimately successful effort to obtain FBI files relating to Warren from the Bureau through the Freedom of Information Act—and a gifted reader. She was, among other things, the first to suggest the title. And still beyond that, she is the font of so much love that her influence is manifested across this entire book, as it is through every aspect of my life.
    My son Jack, meanwhile, cheerfully coordinated the filing of my papers and supplied inspiration throughout. I am glad to have made Earl Warren a part of his young life, and I marvel at the ways this story has penetrated his upbringing. Early in the writing, I overheard Jack describe Warren to a friend. Warren, my six-year-old son explained, was the man who helped Martin Luther King make it so the two of them could go to school with their friends who are African-American. I’ve never forgotten Jack’s elemental observation, and it was one of many that helped clarify my work. Over the long labor of a work such as this, a subject’s essence can slip beneath the seas of detail. Time and again, Jack has been there to rescue me with the clear vision. I admire, appreciate, and love my son very much, and I am grateful to him for his many insights.
    In the end, a book is a story you tell to those you love, and it is Jack and Karlene to whom I have been telling it for many years now. It is thus fitting that this book is lovingly dedicated to them.

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NOTES ON SOURCES
    Most of the sources for this book are self-explanatory and are listed below. A few of them require brief explication:
    The FBI files cited in this book were delivered to the author in response to requests made under