From the July issue: 7 a.m. I wake up naturally at seven. Then I lie in bed and gather my thoughts for a while. Next, I am sad to admit, I get on the computer and start doing email. And I have my pajamas on, because at this point the kids are grown, and there is nobody in the apartment except for me and my wife, Alexandra.
8:30 a.m. I usually walk to the office across Central Park from my apartment at 86th Street, which I bought in 1977 — the first home I ever purchased. [more]