A Review of "My Friend Mr. Edison" by Henry Ford

Date Published: January 10, 2023

A Review of “My Friend Mr. Edison” by Henry Ford with Samuel Crowther

• Reviews of the Day: 1930–31
•  Interesting Insights from “My Friend Mr. Edison”
• This Author’s Perceptions of “My Friend Mr. Edison”

Reviews of the Day: 1930–31

This book was published in London. I found no reviews in the United States papers (newspapers.com) and only this one from Australia.

“Mr. Ford’s admiration for Mr. Edison is boundless and leads him into exaggeration. …

“Thus, he says that Mr. Edison’s knowledge is ‘so nearly universal’ that he cannot be classified. ‘It is hardly possible to mention any book of major importance on any subject which he has not read.’

“We are given various particulars about his habits.”

The Sydney Morning Herald, 1931

Interesting Insights from “My Friend Mr. Edison”

Writing this work in 1930, Henry Ford contradicting a commonly held belief—written into Dyer and Martin’s 1910 “Edison: His Life and Inventions,” that Mr. Edison was deaf from being “boxed” by a train conductor.
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Instead, he quotes Edison:

“It is true that the conductor did find the fire and that he ordered Edison and his laboratory out at the next station, which was Smith’s Creek, Michigan, but the ear-boxing never happened. … Edison shared the following:
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“ ‘I was delayed in waiting on some of my newspaper customers, and the train started ahead. I ran after it and caught the rear step nearly out of wind and hardly able to lift myself up, for the steps in those days were high. A trainman reached over and grabbed me by the ears, and as he pulled me up, I felt something in my ears crack and right after that I began to get deaf …
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“ ‘The ear-boxing incident never happened. If it was that man who injured my hearing, he did it while saving my life.’ ”

Picture from a February 1927 newspaper article showing the friendship between Edison and Ford.

Although the publishers of the Dyer and Martin’s biography claim that Mr. Edison read “every page,” maybe this is another explanation for Thomas A. Edison’s well-publicized hearing loss. Maybe Edison didn’t read the biography so closely because he was more interested in his latest invention rather than an accounting of his life.
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Just one of life’s trivial mysteries … and common discrepancies between individuals’ life stories.

I also found it very interesting that both Ford and Edison loved "riding the trains."

You can never take the boy out of the man!

His description of Abraham Lincoln is wonderful

"Exactly at half past four the President came out. Since I had seen him at his first inauguration his face had grown sadder but his eye even more kindly. And he had taken on a kind of simple majestic dignity that seemed more of the soul than of person—a dignity and a majesty that one felt rather than saw.

​"No painting, no statue, no attempt at re-creation of him on the stage, has ever given even a suggestion of this surrounding quality, of this atmosphere that came from him and lifted him away from the rut of ordinary mortals."

A. B. Farquhar, The First Million the Hardest

This Author’s Perceptions of “My Friend Mr. Edison”

This book is a short, one-sit read of only ninety-three pages. As the review above states and the title suggests this is a book written by a friend about a friend: Henry Ford about Thomas Alva Edison. Because of that, I give it a lot of leniency in its observations about Thomas Alva Edison.

This is not a book trying to be balanced in its perspective but, I believe, honest in its portrayals of the characteristics of a friend by a friend. I am constantly amused that history sometimes remembers the most driven, the most committed, the most intelligent … but maybe the not most “social” with disdain. Society also seems to place a value on “distance” with biographies—as if the less informed are more accurate and less biased.
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I have worked for many who drove us as a team to achieve great things. At times, they lost their “center” in their drive to be successful. The great ones were always more driven—and sometimes harsh, because they were working for “our” success, not theirs alone. Too many of my peers that I worked with failed to realize such individuals carried the weight of the team, and I considered this in the appraisals of their leadership qualities.

As I read biographies by some authors, I wonder if they ever really worked as a team under the pressure of quotas, recessions, delivery of bad products, and all the other issues faced not just by inventors but by corporate and sales leaders too.

I won’t say that I never held their outbursts against them, but I understood them, and as I get older, I understand better that we are all different. Diversity isn’t so much about what is on the outside, but about what is on the inside—who we are at our very core—that which we show to our friends: forgiving or hateful, honest or deceiving, spiritual or materialistic, or any number of other contrasting human characteristics wrapped into a single personality.
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It seems that society has a shallow perception of what it means to be accepting. I believe that through the eyes of Henry Ford, and now mine, Thomas Alva Edison was as portrayed in this book with his closest acquaintances. … and with those that didn’t try to understand him, as impenetrable as Mr. Ford says.

The last chapter includes information on the Edison Museum at Dearborn.

A highly readable book that I enjoyed.

Cheers,
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- Pete

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