Posted on 12/27/2003 1:52:37 PM PST by Pokey78
The Park Avenue building where Howard Dean grew up has a neurologist's office on the ground floor and a church just behind. His mother, Andree Maitland Dean, is eager to emphasize that the family's three-bedroom apartment there is not luxurious.
"Look around," Mrs. Dean said in a recent interview, gesturing at the quarters where her boys grew up. "Howard didn't have the least bit of a glamorous upbringing."
Explaining that every time she had a baby, the dining room would serve as a bedroom for the newborn and his nurse, she concluded, "I don't think we could even keep up with the Bushes."
Like her son, Mrs. Dean chafes at the notion that the family lived the kind of privileged existence that many associate with America's current first family — despite the striking similarities between the two families that even a cursory look reveals.
George Walker Bush and Howard Brush Dean III are from opposite sides of the nation's political fault line. Yet it may be their similarities and the inroads Dr. Dean might make among swing voters that worry some Republicans, especially when Dr. Dean's current image as a Vermont liberal is leavened with details of the fiscally conservative way he governed Vermont for 11 years.
The two are sons of established blueblood families dominated by powerful fathers. They attended top prep schools and Yale. And they settled far from traditional power enclaves, reinventing themselves as archetypes of their chosen new homes, President Bush in swaggering Texas and Dr. Dean in outdoorsy Vermont.
They were known for hard-partying, hard-drinking in their youths, but those days ended when they simply gave up alcohol as adults. Each man's character was shaped by the loss of a sibling: for the president, a sister who died of leukemia at age 3; for Dr. Dean, a younger brother who disappeared in 1974 in Laos while on an around-the-world trip.
And although each has a distinct political style, as governors they developed reputations for carefully bridging the political divide between liberals and conservatives, a skill that has thus far eluded them on the national stage.
Other, deeper similarities are apparent only to those who have spent significant time with each man: temperaments prone to irritation; political skills that play better in small groups than on television; rock-solid confidence in their own decisions.
In addition, each man is seen as being his own worst enemy on the campaign trail, President Bush for mangling his English and fumbling answers, Dr. Dean for creating unnecessary crises by speaking his mind too swiftly.
Too much can be made of these similarities, of course. Certainly Dr. Dean, 55, and his family feel it is misleading to tag them as Bushlike bluebloods, despite the fact that they own a Park Avenue apartment and an East Hampton country house.
"I don't hide who I am," Dr. Dean said. "I am not in the least bit embarrassed about how I grew up. But, now, it wasn't quite as opulent as everybody might think."
Even so, the comparison is instructive — and not only for the likenesses it reveals. Significantly, the two men's paths diverged in the fractious, culture-shaking heart of the 1960's.
After a post-high-school year in England in 1966, Mr. Dean shrugged off many trappings of his background, including the Republicanism that his father preached at home. He grew his hair long, experimented with marijuana, played guitar and harmonica, switched from khaki to denim, cut his hair short again and emerged liberal, antiwar and resolutely Democratic.
His life also took a critical turn away from the Wall Street career that his father had desired for him. In deciding to study medicine, he was inspired by a zeal to help others that grew out of the political ferment of the era and was fueled by the mysterious disappearance of his brother Charlie in the jungles of Laos.
Hays Rockwell, a former Episcopal bishop of St. Louis who was Mr. Dean's wrestling coach at St. George's prep school in Rhode Island, attributed his shift toward liberalism and medicine mainly to the times, saying, "It was just what was going on in the 60's."
Ralph Dawson, a roommate at Yale, echoed that opinion, saying: "Howard was moving leftward and rebelling. We were all rebelling from the straitjacket that society had us in in those days."
Dr. Dean's brother Jim senses the added influence of losing Charlie. "We didn't talk about it," Mr. Dean said, "but I think that after that, he understood better than I did that life is not infinite."
Two Different Images
The image that has formed of Dr. Dean since he exploded onto the national scene last spring is of a passionate bulldog, an antiwar liberal who has almost magically tapped into the angry heart of a Democratic Party tired of feeling disenfranchised.
The truth is more complicated.
Dr. Dean opposed the war in Iraq, but he had otherwise been quite supportive of President Bush's antiterrorism initiatives. And his liberal credentials are belied by a long-standing predilection for political moderation and fiscal conservatism in Vermont.
The image of Dr. Dean as a Park Avenue patrician is also unlike his image in Vermont as an unpretentious, penny-pinching homebody. But there is little doubt that his family's wealth and position have played a significant role in his life.
All told, for instance, Dr. Dean's parents have given him and his family nearly $1 million in cash gifts over the last two decades, including a single gift of $200,000 in the early 1980's. And his wife's parents gave the couple $60,000 in 1985 to help them pay $161,700 in cash for the family's house on Burlington's south side, freeing the couple from monthly mortgage payments.
The Deans have amassed a nest egg of about $4 million, not including the value of their house, despite an annual income that has never exceeded $170,000. Some of it is in land — nearly $700,000 worth, plus the Burlington residence — but the remaining $3.24 million is in cash, bonds and a handful of conservative stocks.
His blunt style, which has endeared him to legions of supporters eager for a Democratic version of the Washington-bashing anti-politician who has proved so successful for Republicans, can be misread as a lack of political sophistication.
"He's very matter-of-fact," said Peter Welch, a Vermont state senator and longtime ally. " He's very unadorned, very quick. He's not particularly reflective, so he comes across as less studied than he is. But he has great political instincts, good at sizing up people and situations. Howard was always two or three moves ahead on the chessboard."
No question, Dr. Dean's blueblood credentials are impeccable. But even in prep school he struck classmates as unpretentious and not materialistic. "He was not the least bit snobby," said Rick Kessler, a scholarship student at St. George's who said he became quite attuned to the tone of condescension from rich classmates.
Mrs. Dean sees her son's unpretentiousness as something he learned at home, pointing out that her own parents taught her to treat people in an egalitarian way.
"When I was growing up," she said, "we didn't even treat the servants like servants."
Her husband — also Howard B. Dean — rented their Upper East Side apartment for $200 a month after World War II. He eventually bought it, she said, for $9,500.
On his death in 2001, he left his widow an estate of around $7 million.
For the most part, Mrs. Dean said, her four boys — Howard, Charlie, Jim and Bill — lived most of their childhoods in the Hamptons. The boys rode bikes. They played with a model train set. They built elaborate underground forts.
While his parents were active in the exclusive Maidstone Club, an East Hampton institution that for decades refused to admit blacks or Jews, the Dean boys shunned that life. "I had plenty of friends at Maidstone, and they were people I liked," Dr. Dean said. "But it wasn't what I wanted to do. It wasn't that interesting."
For high school, Mr. Dean went off to St. George's, a boarding school near Newport, R.I., affiliated with the Episcopal Church.
In the yearbook, he described himself as "a solid conservative defending the powers of the Student Council and lashing out at cynics and opponents." Anyone wanting to know him, he said, needed to be "the curious type who can put up with a temper."
A Life Changing Trip
Mr. Dean's transformation from a bright, somewhat feckless son of privilege into a goal-driven family man began, his mother believes, in the year he spent in England after graduation from St. George's.
Dr. Dean says his mother may be right, though he remembers the biggest change coming after he entered the politically charged atmosphere of Yale in 1967.
His brother Jim also noticed the change after England. "His hair was hanging down over the top of his ears," said Mr. Dean, a former marketing executive now volunteering full time on the campaign. "He had on those boots, you know, like the Beatles used to wear, and wire-rim glasses. He wasn't a hippie, but it was definitely a new look and a different feel."
Of course it was a transforming experience, Dr. Dean said. He was 17, far from home and on his own for the first time. Mr. Dean made new friends at the Felstead School, which he attended in England, including an emir's son from northern Nigeria. He and some other students hitchhiked around Europe, spent Christmas break in Tunisia, slept on the floor of the Gare du Nord in Paris and, in a particularly memorable episode, drove overland to Turkey, passing through the Iron Curtain twice.
Mr. Rockwell, who was spending the year as a chaplain at Oxford, had dinner one evening with Mr. Dean, who was surprised by the anti-American sentiments he had encountered in England, especially concerning the Vietnam War. "Nobody in Howard's life had ever said anything critical of the United States," Mr. Rockwell said.
When he entered Yale in the fall of 1967, Dr. Dean asked to be paired with black roommates. One of them, Mr. Dawson, was a scholarship student from South Carolina. He says he remembers a very organized, nice guy, but saw no hint of a budding politician. "At some point, I forget how, we found out about his background," Mr. Dawson said. "We'd work him over a little bit about it."
Dr. Dean said there was never any discussion at home about his having requested black roommates. "My perception was that my parents didn't care," he said. "Yes, there was sort of this casual racism, in terms of the racist expressions that were used by that generation. But in all, I think my family was pretty open-minded about different kinds of people."
Years later, he remembers, his parents were immediately accepting of his decision to marry Judith Steinberg, even though it was highly unusual for someone from his family background to marry a Jew.
In fact, his mother said, she and his father discussed Ms. Steinberg's heritage, but decided they really liked her and felt she would have a calming effect on their determined but sometimes scattered son.
"We decided, well, he was never going to belong to the Maidstone Club, anyway."
Told later of his mother's comment, Dr. Dean took a moment to soak it in. "She said that?" he finally asked, barking out a hearty laugh. "She's like me. She says whatever comes into her head."
At Yale, social activities dominated his life, at least the first two years.
"I was a little wild," Dr. Dean said. "You know, you say things that are inappropriate and you wish you hadn't said them. I do that enough without drinking, so I didn't need the help."
In a 1974 letter recommending Mr. Dean for pre-med classes, a Yale professor, Peter Brooks, tried to explain what had happened to the clearly bright young man in his first years at the university.
"I judge that these years were for him a time of somewhat undirected personal experimentation," Mr. Brooks wrote. "The trying out of various commitments and ways of life with the generosity and energy that characterize him, but without much sense of what it all meant."
After Yale, having received a medical deferment from the Vietnam draft because of a long-standing back condition, Mr. Dean meandered and resisted Wall Street's pull. He spent 10 months skiing and working odd jobs in Aspen, Colo. When the spring snows melted in 1972, he returned to New York.
"People used to follow their fathers onto Wall Street," Mrs. Dean said. "That's the way it was done."
He began as a stockbroker's assistant and, two years later, was helping manage a small mutual fund. "He was damn good at it," Mrs. Dean said. "But I don't think it ever gave him any satisfaction."
Mr. Dean decided to become a doctor after working at a Denver hospital and then volunteering in the emergency room at St. Vincent's in New York. His disappointed father took the news well.
For one thing, Mrs. Dean said, she and her husband were amazed by the straight A's Mr. Dean got in the classes he was taking to qualify for medical school. He was studying, falling in love — he met Ms. Steinberg at Albert Einstein College of Medicine in the Bronx, where they attended medical school — and finding direction.
"Howard is a very solid resident, a good teacher, intellectual in his approach, who performed well in his third year," said the doctor who evaluated him in 1981. "His major problem continues to be one of impulsiveness."
Dr. Dean and Dr. Steinberg opened their joint practice in an old creamery in Shelburne, which is just south of Burlington. They had two children: Annie, who is now at Yale; and Paul, who is in his senior year of public high school.
Always a Few Steps Ahead
Still in the midst of his residency at the Medical Center Hospital of Vermont, Dr. Dean was spotted by a local Democratic leader, Esther Sorrell, and brought into the fringes of the party.
In 1980, he worked on Jimmy Carter's re-election campaign. Soon afterward, he wandered into a presentation by a University of Vermont professor, Thomas Hudspeth, about revitalizing Burlington's waterfront with a bicycle path.
"Howard came up after the presentation and said, `O.K., let's do it,' " said Rick Sharp, a lawyer.
The three men formed the Citizens Waterfront Group, to secure a nine-mile stretch of land along Lake Champlain for the path.
"I remember Howard at the time was very good at sizing up people," Mr. Hudspeth said. "He'd cut to the chase, every time. He'd say, `Let's don't bother with that guy, he's too contentious, we'll never convince him.' Instead, we worked on some other guy. Howard was always a few steps ahead."
Ms. Sorrell persuaded him to become the party's county chairman. In 1983, Dr. Dean was elected to the state legislature.
Even Republicans in Vermont acknowledge that on many issues — certainly fiscal ones — the Howard Dean of recent national fame is not the political animal they remember from his 11 years as governor.
"Mostly, voters here saw Howard as in the center of his party, perhaps even somewhere between his party and the Republican Party," said John Bloomer, a Republican and the minority leader in the Vermont Senate.
Dr. Dean is sometimes portrayed as an almost accidental politician. He did not give up his medical practice until 1991, when he became governor upon the death of Gov. Richard Snelling. Dr. Dean had been lieutenant governor, a part-time position he had held for nearly six years. But those closest to him said they had detected his growing political ambition long before then.
His reputation as governor — not unlike George W. Bush's — was as a bridge between the state's political wings. In style, though, he was quite different from the Texas governor, who constantly preached political tolerance and made regular genuflections to Democratic power brokers in the legislature. Governor Dean was blunt and outspoken. He frequently upset his top aides by lashing out at aggressive reporters or snapping at political opponents.
The crisis that nearly cost Dr. Dean his governor's seat in 2000 — an uprising by conservatives and independents over his signing of a law legalizing gay civil unions — sorely tested his political skills.
"In a no-nonsense way, he made the tough decision," said Bob Rogan, who was Dr. Dean's deputy chief of staff at the time and now a top official in his presidential campaign. "And he didn't look back."
When conservative Democrats seemed as if they might drift into Republican ranks, Dr. Dean set up a series of meetings with them, dispassionately explaining his decision to sign the civil unions bill. He then let the crowd rail at him.
Then there are the questions about whether a man whose chief political experience has been running a governor's office has the skills to run the federal government.
"A C.E.O.'s skills are essentially the same, no matter the size of the company," Dr. Dean said. "Clearly, with the presidency, you've also got to deal with defense. But otherwise, the basic problems are the same and the difference is the number of zeroes in the budget."
That may be understating the difference, even close supporters believe.
"The governor's staff was maybe five or six people, plus clerical help, and only two or three of those are really close to you," said Dick Mazza, a veteran Vermont senator and an ally. "You have, what, one state police officer assigned to you? It's a lot different from being president of the United States."
BWHAHAHAHA!! They really DO NOT GET IT, do they? DGIH, what's it gonna take to shake them into reality?
Try pricing a three-bedroom apartment on Park Avenue (plus living room, dining room, library, entrance hall, study, kitchen, butler's pantry, and a maid's bedroom or two, I would guess, all with 12 foot ceilings). Or a house in East Hampton, which is more blueblooded than South Hampton.
I have friends who live this way, but no one would pretend that it isn't a bit beyond the usual.
Instructors at an exclusive private school for young (preteen) girls wanted to create empathy for "The Poor" in their students. So the girls were given an assignment : Write a short story about "A Poor Family".
One girl's story started out thusly : Once upon a time, there was a very poor family. The father was poor. The mother was poor. The butler and the maids were poor. Everyone was poor.
It is unlikely that the 9 year old who wrote that was being ironic or witty. She just didn't know better. But an old lady, not realizing what that detail about "the nurse" reveals-!
What a stupid thing to say.
Someone left the meds locker open at the Times again, and the staff got into the pretty pills.
d.o.l.
Criminal Number 18F
Why, isn't that special. [ MRS HOWELL VOICE] Of course, we couldn't let Howard in our club any more, but do you know, his little Jewess was just like a human! [/ MRS HOWELL]
d.o.l.
Criminal Number 18F
I can't see why Mrs. Dean would take a shot at the Bushes, One of George W Bush's grandmothers was part of the wedding party for one of Dean's grandmothers. The 2 families actually did know each other, and Dean's father was a lifelong republican.
Deans family and the Bushs family do have some history together. I can't knock Dean's grandparents, one of them had W's grandma in her wedding party, and dean's family was republican.
Joe Kennedy and his ilk however, were born rat, played nazi and stayed rat.
Ah, now that's what makes Howard what he is. Blind condescension.
d.o.l.
Criminal Number 18F
His brother was on a hippy-dippy dope-and-hiking trip around the world when he went to lay some solidarity on the brothers in the Pathet Lao.
There is no star in the memorial in CIA HQ for the time period in which doper Dean assumed room temperature. That's why Dean "hints at it" but won't say it, just like he hints that W was responsible for 911, but doesn't dare to say it: it isn't true. Not that this will stop him in the long run -- he is a Democrat, after all.
d.o.l.
Criminal Number 18F
True. Mrs Dean here is just snooty about Jews; Joe K wanted to put them up the chimney. Still, it's only a matter of degree...
d.o.l.
Criminal Number 18F
Bush grew up in Texas, not on Park Avenue & East Hampton. I'd say the "blueblood" label is misapplied in the Bush case. But not in Dean's.
Very few would call every Yalie a "blueblood".
George W. Bush attended the local public school through fourth or fifth grade. I wonder if Dean has ever attended public school?
W also moved to Texas as a toddler and has had Texas as his domicile most of his life. At what age did Dean move to Vermont?
"Billionaire Ross Perot's" extremely modest bungalow childhood home was almost never shown, but Algore's Tennessee "farm" was a term of constant reference. No bias in the old media....
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