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Ephron is better known for the screenplays that won her Oscar nominations, Silkwood and When Harry Met Sally , or for Heartburn, based on her breakup with Watergate journalist Carl Bernstein. Yet she came late and reluctantly to her mother's craft, having seen how little happiness it brought that tortured role model. Phoebe Ephron and her husband Henry were prolific and successful screenwriters in the 1940s and '50s, getting credit for at least one masterpiece, The Desk Set. Nora says her mother did the actual typing, while "my father did the pacing up and down" -- roughly the same job division...
When Nora took personal troubles to her, Phoebe would say, "It's all copy," a lesson repeatedly preached by Kavner to her children in This Is My Life. When Phoebe came out of the shadows for a lucid moment on her deathbed, she said to Nora, "You're a journalist, take notes...
...those women who wailed "How could she do it?" when Gloria Steinem, the world's most famous feminist, began keeping company with demibillionaire real estate developer and aspiring journalist Mort Zuckerman in the late '80s, Revolution from Within: A Book of Self-Esteem (Little, Brown; 377 pages; $22.95) will serve as belated explanation...
...David Halberstam '55 writes in The Best and the Brightest, "at best he was cool and cautious and not about to rush ahead of events or the current political climate by calling for changes in the almost glacierlike quality of the Cold War." He won a reputation, as a journalist put it admiringly in 1960, as "a Stevenson with balls." With him came a whole coterie of equally tough young advisors, proud to call themselves hard-nosed realists, including the likes of McGeorge Bundy, Robert McNamara and Maxwell Taylor...
Next to confess was Robert Easterling, a Mississippi ex-con who told journalist Henry Hurt in 1985 that he killed Kennedy on behalf of Fidel Castro. And then, in 1989, there was the son of a Dallas policeman who pushed his own (now dead) father forward as the grassy-knoll assassin, introducing some curious confessional documentation he claimed to have found in an attic. (The credibility problem of assassination buffs has not been enhanced by the double standard with which they seem to accept indiscriminately every self-proclaimed assassin or grassy-knoll eyewitness who comes forward, but tear to shreds...