This book would have been impossible to write without the support of my family. Thank you Ann-Marie Carroll Cutlip, Sandra Goldman, Hayley Rettenmyer, Ruth Goldman, Taylor Carroll, the Solingers, the Goldmans, the Aloisios, and the Catuccis.
I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve such wonderful friends and I don’t know what I would do without you. Thank you Rebecca Friedman, Alexandra Griffin, Colleen Lawrie, Lee Pinkas, Urcella Di Pietro, David Ramsey, Sean Bottai, Julie Cohen, Rachel Riederer, Mike Spies, Melissa Kirsch, Elizabeth Mann, and everyone else who puts up with me even though I’m chronically late, totally unreliable, and usually hungry.
Thank you to the people who helped me put the pieces of this story together especially Mark Morse, John MacAndrew, Audrey Shaw, Dan Limbaugh, Thomas Matlack, Ruth Ferrazano, and Dean Starkman.
I am so grateful to Helen Atsma for acquiring this book, and to Libby Burton for taking it on and editing it with grace, candor, wisdom, and patience that borders on magical. Thank you to my agent, David Patterson, for making this happen.
Thank you David Leavitt, Jill Ciment, Padgett Powell, Mary Robison, Stephen O’Connor, Richard Hoffman, Frederick Reiken, Kathy Robbins, Rachelle Bergstein, Roy and Stephanie Katzovicz, Greg Racz and Alexa Jervis, Daniel Jones, Ada Calhoun, Sara Millstein, the MacDowell Colony, and the New York Foundation for the Arts.
And finally, thank you Nick, for your unwavering support and guidance. Who would have thought that I’d marry a nice boy from Rhode Island? Thank you for making a space in our lives for Joan and Kevin. I love you.