AUGUST, 1984

Bob and I told the twins
that since we'd be seeing then at different times,
they'd have twice as much "quality time." But
they didn't buy it.
All I can think of is all
the mistakes I've made
and this divorce is going to be
another one.

I called Edie tonight during the nomination.
We stayed on the phone together.

When we heard "Ladies and gentlemen of the
convention, my name is
Geraldine Ferraro,"
we cried. Earlier, when the newscaster
on ABC had said,
"She kept her maiden name,
not for any feminist reason,
but because she feels she owes
her mother so much,"
we laughed.

I thought to myself: There was a time when Edie
wouldn't have laughed at that.
It was so good to hear her voice.
I must remember to send Ivan a telegram
about his concert at Carnegie Hall.