Kay Graham

Do you know what my husband said about the news? He called it the first rough draft of history.

My decision stands, and I'm going to bed.

Well, I've never smoked a cigar. And I have no problem holding Lyndon or Jack or Bob or any of them accountable. We can't hold them accountable if we don't have a newspaper.

I'm here asking your advice, Bob, not your permission.

This is no longer my father's company. It's no longer my husband's company. It's my company.

For them! But, you know, the bankers always fiddle with the prices. But, for *us*, that's over 3 million dollars and that represents over 5 years salary for 25 good reporters.

The Nixon White House is nothing if not vindictive. Just this morning they barred us from covering Trisha Nixon's wedding.

No. Probably not. Although, when Ben sets his mind to plunder, its not hard to imagine something more serious. Catastrophic events - do occur, you know.

Ben, that's not my role. You know that. I wouldn't presume to tell you how to write about him. Just as I wouldn't take it upon myself to tell him he should hand over a classified study, which would be a crime, by the way, just so he can serve as your source.

When Phil died it was just - I was 45 years old and I had never held - I never had to hold a job in my life. But, I just, I loved the paper, you know. I do. I do so love the paper. I don't want it to be my fault. I don't want to be the one - I don't want to let Phil and my father and all of you kids and everybody down.

This company has been in my life for longer than most of the people working there have been alive. So, I don't need the lecture on legacy.

Alright, then. My decision stands. And I'm - going to bed.