We're all pretty ordinary on paper.

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

I'd gone to Manhattan to become a model.

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

I like parties, but I'm shy, and I often find myself standing around, feeling awkward.

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

I too have my own demons, and I have struggled. I've made my own mistakes, and I'm not proud of them.