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Monday or Tuesday. I suspect maybe it was Tuesday. No, it had to be Monday because it was that same night when Lindsay was having his last broadcast for votes. They did a marathon late in the night on one of the television stations. So it was Monday, because the election was Tuesday. And he said he would like Carol and myself and Marty to come to the Republican headquarters, which I think at that time was in the Roosevelt Hotel, to attend the marathon that Lindsay was holding. I thought, “Okay. Listen, I'm in it; I might was well do as much as I can.”

I get there with Carol maybe at seven or eight o'clock at night, maybe even a little hit later, and I look at this group of people assembled to help Lindsay, and all I can say to myself is: these are terrible people. I wouldn't associate with these people. These are all the richies, all the people who are dilettantes; these are not the people who would ever be supportive of me. I don't like them politically, and I don't like them socially. What in the hell am I doing here? is the way I felt about it. I did not like those people. But I'm there. People are going on television, and then Bob Price says, “We'll put you on, too, and you'll make a statement for Lindsay.” And I say to myself, “I'm not going on television in this milieu. It's like they took out a trained monkey they're going to parade around onstage. And I'm the monkey. Not me.” So I said to