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and I worked on this. And one other guy, whose name escapes me now but who was a friend of Henry Stern's. He later on helped me in my various races. David Silver. And we send out telegrams on Sunday night that there will be a press conference at my law office that Monday immediately preceding election. And I can't sleep Sunday night. I am tossing, I am turning, I am convinced that I have destroyed my political career because one does not cross party lines with impunity. And I very realistically do not sleep all of Sunday night. I wake up -- in the sense of getting out of bed -- at maybe 6 o'clock in the morning, a nervous wreck, in a cold sweat. And I decide that I really ought to talk to Dan Wolff, who was the editor of the Village Voice and who I know gets into the office very early because on very many other occasions I would meet him for breakfast at 7 o'clock in the morning. And so I get dressed and I walk over to Sheridan Square where they then have their office, and I see him in the window of that little office that they have then and I get on the phone in Sheridan Square in a public booth and I call their private off-the-board number and he answers and I say, “Dan, I'm downstairs. Can I come up?” He looks out the window; he sees me; he says, “Sure, I'll be right down.” He comes down the stairs, opens the door; I go upstairs -- I'm a wreck. I've never been such a wreck.

He says to me, What's up?” I said, “Dan, I decided to come out for Lindsay, and I've called a press conference at