The fact is, my parents loved me, and I wanted to be worthy of their love. I wanted to make them proud.

I was going to get the Carolyn Bessette story out of her one way or another.

New York is tough on lonely people.

I'd gone to Manhattan to become a model.

I wanted to grow up to be just like my father.

We're all pretty ordinary on paper.

My father was a sergeant with the Connecticut state police. My mother was a hairstylist.