Reeve Lindbergh Biography 

Reeve Lindbergh(full name: Reeve Morrow Lindbergh) is an American author from Caledonia County, Vermont who grew up in Darien, Connecticut as the daughter of aviator Charles Lindbergh (1902-1974) and author Anne Morrow Lindbergh (1906-2001). She was graduated from Radcliffe College in 1968.Reeve married her second husband, writer Nathaniel Wardwell Tripp (1944-), on February 11, 1987, in Barnet, Vermont — the same day she divorced her first husband, Richard Brown. She and Tripp have a son named Ben. They also have two “gregarious and rambunctious dogs,” Labrador Retrievers named Buster and Lola.
The Elisabeth Morrow School in Englewood, New Jersey was founded by her eponymous aunt in 1931. Nearby Dwight Morrow High School, founded in 1932, was named for her grandfather, a businessman who famously served as U.S. ambassador to Mexico under Calvin Coolidge (1927–30).
Reeve’s eldest brother, Charles Augustus Lindbergh Jr., the first of six children born to Charles and Anne Lindbergh, died in 1932 in a famous kidnapping — what many termed at the time “the crime of the century”.
Reeve’s other Lindbergh siblings include aquanaut Jon Lindbergh (1932-), Land Morrow Lindbergh (1937-), writer Anne Spencer Lindbergh (1940–1993), and conservationist Scott Lindbergh (1942-), who raised rare monkeys in France. She discovered later in life that her father had three other families in Germany and Switzerland.
Reeve’s brother Land Morrow Lindbergh has been considered a possible model for the central character in French writer-aviator Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s The Little Prince. The author visited the Lindbergh home in 1939, hoping to convince his fellow pilot, Charles Lindbergh, to urge Americans to enter the war against Nazi Germany.
Unsuccessful in his primary objective, de Saint-Exupery became captivated by “Charles’s golden-haired boy,” Land Lindbergh. As a 76-year-old Montana rancher in 2014, the possible basis for this classic story could not be reached for comment.
Her second husband, writer Nathaniel Wardwell Tripp (1944-) wrote the Vietnam memoir, Father, Soldier, Son (1997) which was a New York Times Notable Book of the Year.
Lindbergh writes of her experiences growing up in the household of her famous father — with echoes of his famous transatlantic flight and the kidnapping of her eldest brother, events which occurred years before she was born.
In her latest book, Two Lives (Brigantine Media; 2018), Lindbergh reflects on how she navigates her role as the public face of arguably “the most famous family of the twentieth century,” while leading a “very quiet existence in rural Vermont.

Reeve Lindbergh Age

Reeve Morrow Lindbergh is an American author from Caledonia County, Vermont who grew up in Darien, Connecticut as the daughter of aviator Charles Lindbergh and author Anne Morrow Lindbergh. She was graduated from Radcliffe College in 1968.
Reeve is 74 years old as of 2018. She was born on October 2, 1945, in Connecticut, United States

Reeve Lindbergh Siblings

Reeve Lindbergh Husband

Reeve Lindbergh married her second husband, writer Nathaniel Wardwell Tripp(1944-), on February 11, 1987, in Barnet, Vermont — the same day she divorced her first husband, Richard Brown. She and Tripp have a son named Ben.

Reeve Lindbergh Net Worth

Reeve Morrow Lindbergh is an American author from Caledonia County, Vermont who grew up in Darien, Connecticut as the daughter of aviator Charles Lindbergh and author Anne Morrow Lindbergh. She was graduated from Radcliffe College in 1968.
She has a Net Worth of $11 Million

Reeve Lindbergh Back Ground

Reeve Lindbergh’s parents, Charles and Anne Morrow Lindbergh, were considered a “golden couple”. Her father’s famous solo, non-stop transatlantic flight from New York to Paris in 1927 occurred 18 years before she was born. Hailed as a hero, Charles went on to marry the daughter of wealthy businessman Dwight Morrow, then serving as the U.S. Ambassador to Mexico.
In 1932, the Lindbergh’s firstborn, Charles Lindbergh Jr., was kidnapped from their home in Hopewell, New Jersey — and killed — 13 years before Reeve was born. Reeve’s parents never discussed the kidnapping with their children. As she relates, “ As the youngest, it’s been easiest for me. My brothers and older sister grew up under the shadow of the kidnapping and the war years.”
In The Names of the Mountains, Lindbergh reveals what life as a Lindbergh was like after the death of her father through a fictional family. Under a Wing: A Memoir recounts Lindbergh’s life as a child growing up in Darien, Connecticut with her “loving but stern father”.
Charles did not allow his children to drink soda or eat candy, and he favored family discussion over watching television. He directed his family with a set of hard-and-fast rules. “There were only two ways of doing things—Father’s way and the wrong way,” Lindbergh notes in her book.

Reeve Lindbergh Children’s Books

She began writing children’s books the day Jon died as an infant in 1985. She told the Philadelphia City Paper, “I was waiting for my family to come and meet me and I just sat there and started to write this little lullaby for Johnny.”
‘’The Midnight Farm’’, Lindbergh’s first published children’s book, “will comfort any child afraid of the dark,” said Eve Bunting in the Los Angeles Times Book Review. Lindbergh continued the animal theme in ‘’Benjamin’s Barn’’ about a young boy who discovers the jungle and prehistoric creatures, pirate ships, and a princess in a big, red barn.
Lindbergh turned to an American folk hero in ‘’Johnny Appleseed: A Poem’’, retelling how John Chapman traveled from the East Coast to the Midwest, planting apple seeds for future generations.
An accomplished poetess, Lindbergh uses rhyming couplets to describe how spring comes on in ‘’New England in North Country Spring’’. “Lindbergh’s ebullient verse is a triumph song of spring’s melting, sensory flush,” wrote Publishers Weekly.

Reeve Lindbergh Fame and controversy

The build-up to World War II brought more controversy to the Lindbergh household. Charles Lindbergh was an outspoken isolationist and critic of U.S. military involvement against Nazi Germany. Putting her father’s views in perspective, Reeve states,
Even though my father’s views were controversial, he represented a lot of the thinking of the day. Isolationism was characteristic among many Americans at that time, otherwise, President Roosevelt wouldn’t have had such a tough time swaying public opinion.
Due to the fame and controversy surrounding the Lindbergh, the family grew up outside the public eye in Darien, Connecticut. As Reeve explains it, “My parents represented this country in an extraordinary way and people identified with them in a very personal way.” Lindbergh remembers her family leaving restaurants during a meal her father was recognized. As she recounts:
. . if we went out for dinner and a waiter or somebody at the restaurant wanted my father’s autograph, he would make us all get up and leave. I was furious. I thought why does he care; it’s just an autograph. But I had no way of relating to what they had been through.
Later she would realize her parents were trying to protect for their children what had been taken from them. As she explains in Two Lives:
Having been robbed of normalcy in a terrible way early on, they understood it for the treasure that it is and tried their best to offer this treasure to their children as we grew up. How little I appreciated their efforts.
Lindbergh has been spared much of the intrusion of fame in her personal life. “If I’m introduced to somebody, often people will say, “Any relation?” she says. But, as she’s “not recognized in person at all,” she enjoys “a kind of freedom that (her) parents did not have.”
Other aspects of family fame do get to her. Of her grandmother’s dress being placed at the museum in Washington, D.C. with the “Spirit of St. Louis” and the “Tingmissartoq” the airplane her parents used to scout out commercial airline routes in the Thirties, Lindbergh says in her latest book:
What on earth is it doing in the National Air and Space Museum? Shouldn’t it be in a chest in a family attic, with other attic things?
As Charles Lindbergh’s youngest child, Reeve has written often of her upbringing in the famous household. In her first memoir, Under a Wing: A Memoir (Simon and Schuster; 1998), she tells of how her father’s reluctance to share too much about himself caused her disquiet.
As a child she watched Jimmy Stewart re-create her father’s historic flight, asking innocently, “Does he make it?” In No More Words: A Journal of My Mother, Anne Morrow Lindbergh (Simon and Schuster; 2001) she records the last months of her mother, who had written the bestseller Gift from the Sea then lost her ability to speak due to a series of strokes.
Forward From Here: Leaving Middle Age — and Other Unexpected Adventures (Simon and Schuster; 2008) tells of the discovery later in life that her father had affairs with three German women resulting in the addition of seven half-siblings to the Lindbergh family.
When the phone in Passumpsic rang off the hook after news of her father’s affairs hit, Lindbergh stated, “The Lindbergh family is treating this situation as a private matter, and has taken steps to open personal channels of communication, with sensitivity to all concerned.”
For her, this was another way of saying, “We don’t know any more than you do, but we’re trying to figure this out while causing as little pain as possible.”
As difficult as it has been being a part of her famous family, Lindbergh has come to realize, “You have to lead a real life in the midst of however strange the circumstances might be.”

Reeve Lindbergh Vermont

Lindbergh and her first husband, Richard Brown, moved from Cambridge, Massachusetts to Vermont, where they both taught school and had three children.
In 1983 she published her autobiographical novel ‘’Moving to the Country’’, which Publishers Weekly called “comforting, hopeful, sensitively written, an honest and believable portrayal of marriage, change, and putting down roots.”

Reeve Lindbergh Tragedy

Their son, Jonathan, died of a seizure at twenty months in 1985. Lindbergh’s mother, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, who’d been visiting at the time of Jonathan’s death, told her daughter, that “the most important thing to do now was to go and sit in the room with the baby.” Her mother added, “I never saw my child’s body. I never sat with my son this way.”
After the death of their child, the marriage “fell apart”. To overcome her grief, Reeve took up writing children’s books, saying later: “I would be lost without writing.”

Reeve Lindbergh Farming

Lindbergh and her second husband live in a 19th-century farmhouse in Passumpsic, Vermont, where they raise chickens and sheep.

Reeve Lindbergh Bibliography

• There’s a Cow in the Road!, Dial (New York, NY), 1993.
• Under a Wing: A Memoir, Simon and Schuster (New York, NY), 1998.
• Moving to the Country (novel), Doubleday (New York, NY), 1983.
• The View from the Kingdom: A New England Album (essays), photographs by Richard Brown, introduction by Noel Perrin, Harcourt Brace Jovanovich (San Diego, CA), 1987.
• The Names of the Mountains (novel), Simon and Schuster (New York, NY), 1992.
• John’s Apples (poems), illustrated by John Wilde, Perishable Press (Mt. Horeb, WI), 1995.
• Under a Wing (memoir), Simon and Schuster (New York, NY), 1998.
• No More Words: A Journal of My Mother, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Simon and Schuster (New York, NY), 2001.
• Forward From Here: Leaving Middle Age–and Other Unexpected Adventures, Simon and Schuster (New York, NY), 2008.
• Two Lives, Brigantine Media (St. Johnsbury, VT), 2018.

Reeve Lindbergh Two Lives

Reeve Lindbergh Forward From Here

In her funny and wistful new book, Reeve Lindbergh contemplates entering a new stage in life, turning sixty, the period her mother, Anne Morrow Lindbergh, once described as “the youth of old age.” It is a time of life, she writes, that produces some unexpected surprises.
Age brings loss, but also love; disaster, but also a delight. The second-graders Reeve taught many years ago are now middle-aged; her own children grow, marry, have children themselves.
“Time flies,” she observes, “but if I am willing to fly with it, then I can be airborne, too.” A milestone birthday is also an opportunity to take stock of oneself, although such self-reflection may lead to nothing more than the realization, as Reeve puts it, “that I just

Reeve Lindbergh Quotes

“Time flies, but if I am willing to fly with it, then I can be airborne, too.”
“In one of the chapters of her book my mother characterizes the relationship of sisters as one that “can illustrate the essence of relationships,” an understanding companionship of two complete and independent individuals who choose to be together.”
“To lose such an important listener in life is like losing my shadow. With no shadow, does a person truly exist under the sun? With no listener, does a person really have a voice? Silence means so many things to human beings. Some of them are unbearable.”

Reeve Lindbergh Video

Reeve Lindbergh Interview

When she recently crossed into a new decade of life, Reeve Lindbergh – author of several novels, nonfiction books, and children’s books – began exploring for herself a famous pronouncement by her mother, Anne Morrow Lindbergh: 60 is “the youth of old age.”
Her musings on this subject are contained in a wonderful new collection of essays, Forward From Here: Leaving Middle Age – and Other Unexpected Adventures. The book’s title leaves no doubt as to Lindbergh’s viewpoint on growing older. “I am prepared for delight,” she writes in the opening essay.
Speaking from the farm in Vermont which has been her home for the past 35 years and where she and her husband, Nat Tripp, still raise chickens and sheep, Lindbergh revels in what she terms the joys of growing older. “It has to do with a kind of freedom that you feel as you get older,” she says.
“You don’t have to worry about being what one of my mother’s friends called ‘The Belle of Newport.’ . . . It isn’t all about what I see in the mirror.” Whatever drawbacks Lindbergh may find in growing older – everything from the aches and pains of the body to the aching of the soul when a loved one is gone – she never loses sight of what is important to her.
“Getting old is what I want to do,” she writes. “Getting old, whatever the years bring, is better by far than not getting old. . . . I am going to be sixty years old on my next birthday.
This seems very old to me on some days. Then my friend Nardi Campion, almost ninety, writes about aging with the words, ‘Oh, to be eighty-seven again!’ and my thinking changes. If I can’t be twelve years old forever, then when I grow up I want to be Nardi.”
Lindbergh’s sense of humor spills over into much of forwarding From Here, whether in a hilarious account of capturing a large snapping turtle as a gift for her husband or in the description of her friend Noel Perrin’s adventures with the Department of Motor Vehicles.
One of the strengths of the essays is the way Lindbergh uses everyday occurrences or small rites of passage as springboards to larger issues.
Musing on another friend’s habitual lateness becomes a question – can we give ourselves permission to go through life more slowly? The joy of a friend’s annual visit at Thanksgiving becomes the universal grief we feel from death, grief manifested by the inability of Lindbergh’s husband to make Brussels sprouts, the friend’s favorite dish, for their next holiday meal.
Helping her mother downsize becomes a metaphor for the mental clutter we often carry around for no good reason; it is also a prelude to what will inevitably come to pass. And yet, even in situations such as disposing of someone’s ashes, she can find humor.
Laughter is an integral part of life for Lindbergh and one she is gratified to see echoed in the senior citizens she teaches in her writing workshops. “They’re very funny. In spite of everything else, they’re living. Everybody has losses, and aches and pains, but there’s no loss of sense of humor, no loss of enjoyment of life, and it’s fun to be with those ladies.
You look at them and think, being a little old lady isn’t so bad!” And there’s another advantage to gray hair and wrinkles Lindbergh hadn’t anticipated. “I think for me it’s such fun because I know I look like my mother. I knew her at this age. It makes me feel as if she’s back again, a little bit.”
Lindbergh wrote about her mother’s final months of life in 2001’s No More Words. It was from her mother that she learned the habit of daily journaling, something she continues to this day. “It’s not so much that it captures anything, although I suppose that’s the way you think about it, it’s that you’re marking your own life in a way that seems important,” she says.
Reading her old journals also is a reflection of how Lindbergh has changed and the ways in which she has remained the same. “As a younger woman, I think I was much harder on myself for not getting things done, not doing things well – sort of a sense of berating myself quite a bit.
And yet, I’ve looked at my mother’s diaries about the same time, and she did the same thing, so that’s interesting,” she laughs. “And I think also, as a younger woman with kids and a career start, you’re apt to have pretty high expectations of yourself and your life. It’s very different now. . . .
The kids seem to be OK and the work seems to be more or less OK. I don’t have that pressure that I see in many young women.” The final essay in forwarding From Here is about Lindbergh’s late father, famous aviator Charles Lindbergh.
A postscript of sorts to an earlier memoir, Under a Wing, it was written after she learned her father had three secret families in Europe.
Having listened to his many lectures on proper moral and ethical behavior while growing up, she now found herself with a bevy of half-brothers and sisters and a revised image of the man who lived by a different set of standards than those he taught his children.
“I raged against his duplicitous character, his personal conduct, the years of deception and hypocrisy,” she writes in forwarding From Here.
Once her anger cooled, however, her viewpoint changed. The fact that her father had four families which he kept apart now seems to her “unutterably lonely.” “Yes, that’s the truth,” she says. “People say, ‘Oh yeah, right! All these women and all that.’ But what a restless, lonely spirit.
And so much secrecy. It makes me sad, actually, and not for us and not for the other families because I know them now and they’re OK. But for him. Unutterable loneliness.” Although Forward From Here is Reeve Lindbergh’s personal exploration of growing older, it is a book for all age groups to enjoy and appreciate.
Its themes are universal and her opinions both realistic and comforting. As she writes, “Everything happens in life. Some of what happens are terrible. We know this is true . . . But there is another truth available. . . .
The living of a life, day by day and moment by moment, is also wild with joy.”