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...early spring of 1974. I have flown from New York to Washington on private business, and am bunking on the couch in the spare room that Carl Bernstein uses as an office in his apartment in the Adams-Morgan section of town. (Carl and I have known each other since we were kid reporters together for the Washington Star, a paper now deceased). Nora Ephron, the bright, funny writer from New York, has just moved in with Carl, and is going nervously nuts, for some reason, trying to install a rheostat for the lights. The galley proofs of a book...
That night in a booth at The Dancing Crab, a restaurant out Wisconsin Avenue, Nora goes to work on Carl. "Who is Deep Throat?" She is relentless, she tries everything. "Aw, c'mon!" "I won't tell." "Lemme guess - I'll mention a name, and if I count to 10 and you haven't hung up on me, I'll know it's right!" Grin. That, of course, is the sort of trick that Woodward and Bernstein used on reluctant secretaries at CREEP...
...Carl stonewalls Nora, as he will stonewall everyone for the next 26 years. He gives Nora a look that is amused, adamant and slightly embarrassed - self-disciplined and self-effacing, with an undercurrent of the smugness of a person who holds people captive with an interesting secret. Who knew the secret could last so long? Garment thinks he knows the answer. Deep Throat, he says, is John Sears...
...that was long ago and far away. Some months after Carl and Nora and I sat up all night, Richard Nixon declared that his mother was a saint, and flew away to San Clemente. Carl and Nora were married, had two children, and then were rather vividly divorced. Nora wrote a novel about it, "Heartburn." Hollywood made a movie of "All the President's Men," wherein Deep Throat looks nothing like the seal-sleek John Sears. History's image of Deep Throat became the gaunt and shadowy Hal Holbrook, in the same way that, for purposes of myth, Carl...
...CargoLifter project, by contrast, started when logistics expert Carl von Gablenz had an epiphany a few years back in North Carolina, where he was a visiting professor of logistics at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. He was waiting for a lumbering freight train to cross the road in front of him when the tedium caused him to start thinking about ways to float heavy machinery over land. He began hitting up German logistics companies for capital to build something to do just that. "Using conventional means, it takes about 60 days and costs about...