Barbara Berg

But I think they had known him for enough years, they just sort of took it in stride.

They weren't horrified.

They were worried about him.

I think they were respectful that we'd come and really cared.

Then they knew there was a caring relationship.

We were walking on the property, and he was talking about his philosophy of art.

I thought he was rather self-indulgent.

He said something about art, and I said something about farce.

And he shot me a very dirty look, and I shot him a big-hearted smile.

And that's the moment that we bonded.

And so I think we were not groupies.

I think we gave him some emotional educational training.

He was calling to talk about what it was like.

And as everybody knows, I'm at this point, I mean, everyone on that commission for three months, they all said, we want to go home, sign off on our paper.

And here he says, I won't leave until you all sign my report and told a wonderful story.

I don't know if it's a publicly told story or not that Rogers really didn't like him and was mutual and that Rogers would send cars to pick him up, take him to meetings, but they'd send them to the wrong place.

They'd give the limousine driver the wrong information.

So he'd be

late for meetings, missed meetings, and was really sabotaged and thrown under the bush.

I got a kick out of opening the New York Times all the time.