I did not know anything about Brooke Astor prior to reading this. She had an interesting life, and it came to a pathetic end. The book suggests that one should feel sorry for her son Tony Marshall, who felt unloved and who was unwanted, and I suppose that I did for a brief moment. I do not feel sorry for him after he left her to rot, basically gave the finger to his own son, and swiped and swindled as much as he could from an old lady suffering from Alzheimers. Elder abuse is disgusting, and I really do not care what the circumstance surrounding their relationship was. It was vile. The book was not one of the better ones I read for my January selections in the 2021 Reading Challenge.