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clear with you what it is that I want to take up with the mayor? Is that your statement to me?” “Yes.” I said, “Then I'm leaving. I don't want to see the mayor, and I certainly am not going to discuss it with you.” He said, “Are you going to have a press conference?” I said, “No, not immediately,” and I leave.

A half hour later there's a call at my law office -- Bob Sweet. “Ed, you can have your appointment with the mayor. It's set up for” a certain time. My recollection is that I had this meeting with Sweet sometime in September; the meeting was to be shortly thereafter, but it's delayed because of the teacher strike that took place in October -- September-October. Finally I'm told the mayor will see me. It's late October. The appointment is set for, let's say, 10 o'clock; I get there at about 9.30 -- it's at city hall. And the son-of-a-bitch keeps me waiting. He comes in. He keeps me waiting for an hour and takes other people, which I consider to be an outrageous situation. It wasn't like these other people were involved in the strike, but an outrageous situation clearly intended to insult me, or at least I felt that way. Finally they say, “Okay, the mayor will see you.” It was Harvey Puthenberg, his appointments secretary, who comes out and shows me into the mayor's private office. I had been in there before -- with Wagner -- never with Lindsay. And instead of taking me over to that section of the room that has a couch and chairs and where you have an informal