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Hello, My Name Is Carole…

...and I wrote a memoir.

A blog is a blog is a blog.

This is my first blogging gig, my "web diary." And everyone knows "diarists" are just self-aggrandizing liars, so most of this stuff is just made up. It's like fiction disguised as nonfiction, disguised as 5% true, so don't get all fact-checky. That said, here are some Suggestions for Reading and Enjoying My Posts:

  • I will steal shamelessly: ideas, words, loose change.
  • I will try to be satirical and not sarcastic because Maureen Dowd said satire will get me dates and sarcasm will get me nothing but an obligatory laugh.
  • I apologize in advance for offending your religious beliefs/sexual orientation/sense of style.
  • I will write these posts in my pajamas (the per-word rate doesn't warrant getting out of bed).
  • I will not use a four-syllable word when a perfectly good curse word will do.
  • I will end each post with gratuitous quotes from my book.
  • The opinions and ideas stated in this blog are those of the author and in no way reflect the views of What's the fun of blogging if you can't say the most hilariously dreadful things you wouldn't be caught dead repeating in real life?
  • I am not done talking about this because it's simply too much fun.

The stairway to heaven is littered with promises to not add to the Frey fray. But I'm not making any such proclamation myself. Of course, all the important things to be said have been said. (See Tom Scocca and writer-poet Mary Karr — that her award-winning memoir is called The Liar's Club, is just, well, poetic.)

Which leaves the funny things for me.

It's hard enough to make life interesting enough to carry a whole book, let alone without making it up, but this was my first time. I was new. I was naive. Oh, curse what I only know now! But there's still my trade paperback. Dear Darling Editor, my changes:

  • Your prissy insistence on facts robbed me of a stint in Angola for manslaughter, so that's back in. (I was there, working on a death penalty story, but close enough. I met a guy who killed someone!)
  • And on page 82, I'll swap Grandma Millie's pot plants for a meth lab and pit bull. The pit bull will rip apart Uncle Joey while I watch and Cry in muted horror.
  • That day I skipped school and called in disguised as my mom? You bet that's going in, along with our bloody fight on the soccer field. Me puking and bleeding, and mom, Crying. Crying. Then mom and me, Hugging. Hugging.
  • Oh, and on page 90 where my brother jumps in the creek to save the drowning kid, in the interest of "obvious dramatic reasons" I'll jump in while my brother continues his softball game.

And then I've got the perfect idea for my second book — a memoir. About a Russian Brazilian bikini waxer I meet in jail after assault charges for the hit and run. (Fine, I didn't actually hit a person, it was a tree. Okay, a bush.) And how she protects me from throw downs every week and gives me free brazilians when we get out. I'm calling it Tuesdays (in Stirrups) With Olga.

Hello, Oprah?

Two things happened last September — one anticipated by millions of submissive book buyers, and one anticipated by me.

The first? Oprah Winfrey promised to endorse live writers again, after a three-year commitment to the dead ones. The second? Oprah invited me to be on her show! One morning, producers at Harpo called. "We loved your book," they said. "Oprah couldn't put it down," they said. "She thought it was beautiful, well-written, gracefully done," they said. Oh my God, my little inner voice squeaked. Oh my God, oh my God!

She's asking me, me, me and my book to be on her show! Suddenly my agent was returning my calls! My publisher was picking up the lunch tab!....

I obsessed for 10 days on my outfit. I obsessed for 10 days on what I'd say. I borrowed sparkly earrings. I thought up smart things. I had imaginary conversations with Oprah in my apartment. "Well, in the end, it's just old-fashioned hard work," I said. "What writers inspire you?" Imaginary Oprah asked, and "Tell us about the themes and the metaphors you weave into the delicate tapestry that is your work." We laughed and hugged. Oh, the world was fine.

And then on September 22nd, I was hustled through Harpo security into a cozy room with mangoes and green tea. They brushed my hair, they puffed my lips, they lifted my cheekbones, somehow, half an inch, and then threw me out. Onto the brand new set, the brand new couch, the Wizard of Oprah perched at one end. Then click, we're on.

"Blah, blah, blah John?" she asked me. "Blah, blah, John, blah," she said. "John, John, marriage, Kennedy, John," she exclaimed very seriously. "My memoir is about me, I thought to myself, and my Grandma Millie and my mother and my husband and Gigi my dog! It's about my career and traipsing in Cambodian jungles" "Blah, blah, blah, John, John, Kennedy, John," she replied.

During the commercial break, Oprah said, "Your legs are very shiny." "Thank you," I replied. Shiny? Shiny? What the hell does that mean? Does Oprah like shiny legs? Do shiny legs sell books? I couldn't think of another damn thing the whole interview. All that time I wasted self-obsessing when I should have been fabricating! "Well, your people put lotion on them," I mumbled limply.

Three days later the show aired, my story met up with (fleeting) infamy. Because Oprah picked my show to be the one she'd plug another writer. My show was the one she picked to breathlessly plug another book.

You see, I had the unique opportunity of being the author invited by Oprah to talk about my book, on the exact same show that she announced James Frey.

Me and my new book and my shiny legs were all whisked off the set.

Dammit! I thought, a million little ringing sounds in my ears. I could barely remember what I'd even written over the roar. I stumbled into the harsh glare of early light...what the hell just happened in there? I ran to check my Amazon rank.

Sorry, but it's just too easy. :-)

Tomorrow: My Wikipedia Entry Sucks

"I was reading love stories, the classics one after another. You could lose yourself in someone else's heartbreak while you held your breath for your own."
— Carole Radziwill, What Remains

Books mentioned in this post

  1. Are Men Necessary?: When Sexes Collide Used Hardcover $5.95
  2. The Liar's Club
    Used Trade Paper $6.50
  3. Office Politics: Blue and Red... New Trade Paper $25.50

Carole Radziwill is the author of What Remains: A Memoir of Fate Friendship

49 Responses to "Hello, My Name Is Carole…"

    teresa January 23rd, 2006 at 3:22 pm

    very funny! i'm waiting breathlessly for day 2!! i read your book and thought it was beautiful ... write more, write more :)

    Anthony January 23rd, 2006 at 4:35 pm

    Carole, I read What Remians straight through. It is an incredible story and so beautifully written. I'm glad to see on this blog that you are also very witty. Hopefully we can expect another book from you in the not too distant future. Say, April?

    Tell your fans to read this while they wait.

    Meredith January 23rd, 2006 at 6:00 pm

    What Remains is stunning--heartbreaking, inspiring, haunting. Now, Carole RadziWITT, I'm waiting for a sequel, filled with the Powells blog personality. I love Powells. They have the best author/bloggers online.

    duffy January 23rd, 2006 at 7:09 pm

    My knickers are still in a twist about the Frey jackass. He is the Milli Vanilli of memiors.
    Orca WinFREY should eat her words.

    How long will you be writing on this site? What else have you written?

    Go get 'em tiger,

    hintywinks January 23rd, 2006 at 8:08 pm

    oh my! has someone dared to criticize the might o! clever radziwill!

    Carlos Castellar January 24th, 2006 at 12:22 pm

    Did Oprah tell you about your shiny legs on "Gheto Oprah" slang? "Your legs are sooooooooooooo shiny?"

    Karen January 24th, 2006 at 3:12 pm

    Carole ... Several of us were watching every second of the show (we have a connection) ... Be assured, the "bla bla John bla Kennedy bla" pontificating did not obscure your very gracious comment of "well, this is my story" ... Clearly Oprah was "straining" to get something out, but you reminded calm and cool, and not interested in the bait ... leaving most viewers (I'm sure) wondering what the hell she was drilling for!

    Pat R January 25th, 2006 at 7:51 am

    Carole, I think you're book was beautifully written. Having lost 2 sisters to cancer under the age of 45, I deeply identified with your feelings for doctors. Some are so concerned, others - "it's just a job".I'm happy that you haven't lost your roots. I know that you know you came from the best "stock" possible and you're proud of it, as am I. My best to you and I hope there will be another book in the offing soon. Hang in there. Life does go on. And, please know you did the best you could for your husband and don't ever feel guilty for having some of the feelings you did. When you spend so much time in the hospital at such a young age, it's not hard to sometimes question what really is going on.

    Rick January 25th, 2006 at 2:30 pm

    Thank you for sharing your story. "What Remains" is a brilliant and moving book.

    Mikki Spiegel Machado January 25th, 2006 at 4:35 pm

    Just want you to know I thought your book wa great and I was honored to b a part of it-between Joey Tiso and the skateboarding memories. Keep your chin up and PLEASE keep writing! Would loe to hear from you. Please know my mind and heart have been following you for a long time Love from an old friend,Mikki

    Nancy January 25th, 2006 at 5:59 pm

    Hi Carole,
    I sent you a note a few months ago, thanking you for inviting us to your book preview. I must have an old address because it was returned. We had a great time and loved your book. I am sure Anthony would have been as proud of you as we all are. Keep writing, you have such talent.

    Patsy Barrow January 25th, 2006 at 6:59 pm

    While mourning a beloved friend who lost a long hard fought battle against cancer, my father went missing for three days before being found dead from an accident. Your book captured the feelings of loss, bittesweet memories that I could not put into words. Such a healing book. Thanks for sharing your life with us. Thanks also for voicing the tumble of emotions that don't always feel "acceptable". Patsy

    Linda January 26th, 2006 at 1:08 pm

    I'd like to chime in too as a voice from your past. I've already shared this with you but want others to know what an inspiration you have been to me personally. Life has a way of throwing it's share of challenges at you but some how, some way you manage to get through. Your metamorphosis into this talented (and witty)writer is truly amazing. I am anxiously awaiting your next "work of art." With that, I will sign off as your quirky old friend, aka the chubby chick with crooked bangs. Love you!

    Grace January 27th, 2006 at 1:53 am

    I am watching you on Larry are in Portland. Do you live here? I heard you plug the Powells website (I caught it)How many times can Larry misprounounce your name? I have counted 4 so far and the show is still going.

    Reba Banks January 27th, 2006 at 6:56 pm


    Thank you for writing this wonderful, sad book. I have read it several times over and over. I only wished that I could have met you at a book siging. I tried without luck of finding a book signing. I would have traveled from Phila to Georgetown to Nathan's. Keep writing I enjoy the entire book every time I read it.

    Siobhan January 28th, 2006 at 10:02 pm

    For anyone who might have doubted your "purpose" in writing what i found to be a beautiful, graceful memoir, this whole James Frey debacle has given a whole new level of "purpose" to your work; it bought you, as a bona fide memoirist, a seat on Larry King's panel in the discussions over Frey's grand deception (which i daresay is much grander than anyone, other than himself, really knows..but that will come to lignt in time...). And thank goodness for that; PRE-Oprah's turnaround, you were the clearest, most succinct voice of reason out there, calling a spade a spade from the start. I applauded you at your first appearance and continue to do so. thank you!

    Carrie Carmichael January 30th, 2006 at 1:12 pm

    Your book was captivating, sincere and honest!
    Thank you for letting us into your heart and reinforcing how delicate and precious our lives really are...
    I am sure Anthony is winking at "his girl" from a distant star.

    France January 30th, 2006 at 5:01 pm

    Your book was a delight to read. You express your feelings in such a way that the reader cannot miss. A pure joy to read. Cannot wait for your novel!!! Thank YOU!

    Dorene Melton February 5th, 2006 at 11:25 pm

    Carole, your book has been such an inspiration to me. I also lost my husband to lymphoma at 34. Everything you described was so vivid and accurate that I was reliving my own nightmare, but it was very theraputic and I know I'm not the only one who had to suffer such a devasting loss. I would always ask "Why me?" Thank you for writing this book. I wish I could talk to you because our stories are very similar.

    Jill February 16th, 2006 at 7:27 pm

    Carole, I just wanted to say that I loved your book. It was one of the rare books I could not put down and so beautifully written. You are an inspiration!

    Filippo Piscopo February 23rd, 2006 at 10:45 am

    Carole: Congratulations for your amazing book. I'm producing a TV documentary on JFK Jr. for RAI Italian Public TV (the New York branch). Would you be available for an interview with us?
    Looking forward to hearing from you soon,
    Filippo Piscopo

    Phila Hoopes February 23rd, 2006 at 6:09 pm


    I discovered your book a month after my husband died...his death was not from cancer, but from a rare adverse drug reaction and series of infections following heart surgery that should have...well, extended...his life. For two months following that surgery, he fought hard for his life, with me marshalling every resource I could find to support his struggle.

    As you wrote about chasing metastatic cancer, always one step behind, I could only think of how the doctors attempted to overcome successive anomalous infections over the last nightmarish month of my husband's life.

    What finally broke the dam of tears, though, was reading your differentiation between devotion and a wife could sit for hours at a bedside, memorize lists of medicines, etc...I mastered all the terminology, asked all the right questions, questioned each decision, called in alternative specialists, had nurses (and some doctors) thinking I had medical training based on my assertiveness...I gave every appearance of dealing with the situation, when in reality it was denial. On the last day of his life I came in and pleaded with the doctors to allow a vitamin C drip to reduce the acidosis and boost his immune system (as a holistic MD had suggested). They finally had to explain to me that it was too little, too late, that all they were doing was tweaking his numbers, there was nothing in him to sustain the improvements, and that the life support needed to be turned off.

    Reading "What Remains" is both excruciating and heart goes out to you in your loss, and I am deeply grateful for your sharing.


    Laura Lewis March 10th, 2006 at 6:40 am

    Kooky Carole,

    Anthony sure picked an appropriate name for you. You are a nut! I have to know, do you still have the flannel lined jeans?

    Thank you for writing a book that should actually be read.

    Your depiction of the hospital and medical world was really outstanding. I am a neonatal ICU nurse and have always felt that when we go to a delivery to pick up a premie that has just been born way before prime, that in addition to telling the parents that we are taking their baby away to "give the baby the critical care it needs" that we should also fill them in on the many cruel and unusual procedures that they will endure. For someone who has been on both sides of the hospital bed, I can tell you that administering painful and brutal therapies to someone who is dying is not an easy thing to do, or live with. Patients stay with you.

    I made the mistake of finishing your book before going to bed. Sleep did not come easy. I said Hail Mary's for Anthony, prayed for peace for you.

    Keep writing if your soul is in it. You have a lot to say.

    Becky March 17th, 2006 at 11:44 am

    I read What Remains in two days. (it would have been one, had my kids not been home!) I could not put it down. I am astounded at the strength you have! I couldn't imagine having to lose three people who you loved so much, and then having to handle it according to the "code" of your husbands family. I thought you actually handled it with such class, and dignity. After reading your blog, I can feel what a scream you must be to hang out with! Very down to earth and just plain funny!!! Thanks for sharing yourself with all of your readers. I can't wait to read more, so get writing!!

    Mary Beth May 22nd, 2006 at 11:00 am

    I couldn't put your book down. You are a wonderful writer. Please keep at it.. I look forward to your next book. Take care of yourself.

    Robyn Stevens May 25th, 2006 at 7:35 am

    HI Dear Carole:

    I can not begin to tell you how I relate to your book. I am originally from Brookly and reside on the UES in the East 90's.......I remember block parties, large Aluminum trays full of lasagne at Christmas and now I am a Madison Avenue Real Estate broker.... Your words moved me more than anything I have ever read..You will always be close to my heart and I will have you in my prayers.... I aLso lost my one true love and I am young too....I have my few napkins that he wrote I love you on, wedding pics and not much else....I so relate to your loss and know that your not alone.......I was a guidette and now I wear Hermes scarves!!!! I too always did the Grey Gardens routine with my best friend from Mill Basin, Brooklyn!!!!! You must always remember that you were loved by such an amazing man.... WOuldn't Grandma Binder have been shocked by such a family!! Oy Vey!!!! She would have been so proud of you!!!!! BTW, I also have a serious blood illness and see your Dr. the Best of the Best at Columbia... and yes when he walks into the room with those ironed white lab coats... I want to laugh!!!!!! He belongs on the golf course in Greenwich!!! Maybe one day I will run into you on Madison Avenue when I am lunching at Pascalow........ ALl my best,


    Jean Ferrato June 8th, 2006 at 3:19 pm

    Dear Carole:
    I came upon this web sight while browsing on the internet. I was delighted to see your blog because I can let you know how much I loved your book. I hope your career as a writer will be long. You are an amazing writer.I look forward to your next book.
    With best wishes for a happy future,

    Suzan (Schnibbe) Sussmann August 16th, 2006 at 7:37 am


    I am reading your book and I am loving it for so many reasons. I grew up in Suffern (class of 82), my mom is ill with lung cancer which has spread to the bone and I am her care taker and that I value friendships and family like you have. I am impressed by all that you have accomplished and applaud you for all you have become!! I'd love to hear what are you currently doing.

    Jenny Miller August 23rd, 2006 at 10:55 pm


    Thank you so much for writing this book. There are so many memorable passages, some funny like Grandma's trip to the grocery store, and some serious, such as how stories are really the only thing we have possession of. I just lost my father this year and a month after split with a fiance. I have bounced around as a journalist as well and haven't had an easy time making friends. I can relate so well to the things you say, to how Fortune is relative and the pain of loss can propel you to become a nut, for lack of a better way of putting it. Reading about your childhood memories has led me to think about mine, and put a smile on my face for the first time in a while. The line I most identified with was when you were talking about how your life had "ended," how it felt like someone pulled down the theater curtain and everyone left and life will never be good again. That's exactly where I'm at. Now, I'm realizing it's up to me to make it good. Just a wonderful book, Carole. It's wonderful because you tell the truth and because you never make excuses for anyone.

    Best to you.

    ali October 14th, 2006 at 5:31 am

    hi - we just got a delayed telecast of the ophrah interview in australia on pay tv / cable network. I was inspired enough by what i saw to google you and find out more about your book. i thought you were such a gracious, thoughtful, sincere person. These qualities came through even more when 'o' made what I felt were inappropriate comments about your connections and motives for writing the book. Heck I could feel the tension right through here! let me tell you i can't wait to read YOUR memoir...

    Sue October 30th, 2006 at 8:24 am

    I just finished your book and loved every word in it. You painted such a great picture of Carolyn B. I did not know much about her except for publicity. She seemed like such a wonderful down to earth person. I can't believe that the Kennedy's still try to control everything and everybody. Write more soon.

    Katrina Smith December 29th, 2006 at 9:27 pm

    One of the things I found most fascinating about this book was learning about Carolyn Kennedy. There was such a lot of publicity at the time of her death, about her alleged cocaine use, temper outbursts, etc, and how 'lightweight' her husband was. This book brought their personalities to life. I was so touched to read that John was reading "On death and dying" just before his own death, with a view to helping his cousin. The mischievous, larrikin side to him wasn't really well known.

    I think that Carole has dealt sensitively with very difficult issues. She doesn't criticise anyone, just analyses her own reactions to them. I'm stunned that she has seemingly 'bounced back' after such a loss. I'd love to know how she is going now, some years later.

    Julie January 31st, 2007 at 4:45 pm

    Hi Carole,
    I am reading your book and I am so in awe of your writing. You write so beautifully and with a deep passion. Your insights, memories, and sense of humour resonate throughout the book and I am only on the 3rd chapter! I loved your memories of the 70's as all of the sounds, smells, and pictures burst back into my memories of those days. I had a David Cassidy poster in my room too! Thank you for this wonderful book and for sharing your remembrances of your life with your family, your husband, and best friends. It's wonderful to read about them and their personalities from your witty, loving point of view. Thank you. Keep writing! :o)


    Jan Stein April 9th, 2007 at 1:26 am

    Dear Carole,
    I am not a literary critic, however, from my point of view, I say that you write beautifully, and you are true to your art and heart. 1) I wonder...was writing about your life and love cathartic? 2) Did you intend on painting a portrait of Anthony that could become a "legacy" for him, in terms of informing the world about his courage and generosity?

    I know how your story ends, however, I shall read through until the final page, because I am curious about how you will describe your feelings. How will you reconcile or can you even?

    Ray Farkas is a generous, kind-hearted man. I agree with you about our mutual friend...I attended his NYC screening of his sensational personal film..he deserves to live a long do so many others who are taken too soon.

    My cousin is Neal Shapior, former president of NBC News, who is now the president of EBC, NYC.

    I tell you this to confim that I am a creditable reader and when I ask you to contact me in West Palm Beach, Florida by calling my home phone 561 282 6535 or my Cell tel 813 928 5223 to share with you about my educational Creative Legacy Archives content video project, you will take that moment in time to contact me - please call me - our conversation will change enhance your life and bring a depth to your intentions and preserve Anthony's portrait and voice as a legacy for the future of our world.

    If I do not hear from you, I wish you all of the best! in life, love and art.

    I survived Melanoma, just caught it early, and for that I am divinely grateful. Ray survived...but others are not as lucky, but they pass many times without a way to know their true humanity. That is the value of your writing, and of calling me.

    Very sincerely and Artfully yours,
    Jan Stein
    403 S. Sapodilla Ave., Ph 2-6
    West Palm Beach, Fl 33401
    formerly of Tampa, Fl..I just emailed Ray that I moved...

    thanks! -

    betty shutler May 28th, 2007 at 8:11 am

    Dear Carole,

    I just finished reading your "What Remains" and it really affected me. I just lost my brother to stage four bone cancer in June, 2006 and I am still in shock. I don't know how you got through losing your husband, Anthony, and your two best friends at the same time.

    Thank you for having the courage to write your book, which was magnificent. I wish you the very best.


    Betty Shutler

    Lauren June 28th, 2007 at 8:33 am

    I just finished reading "What Remains" on my balconly at the beach and I looked up and saw three seagulls. It reminded me of the book, a seagull for each life lost. I am a nurse and it is always good to be reminded of what each family goes through. This story is heartbreaking, but reminds us of what really matters in life, Family and Friends.

    You are a great person to have the ability to turn sorrow into such a masterpeice. Thank you.

    Yvonne July 12th, 2007 at 6:43 am

    I also just finished reading "What Remains". I first saw you on the Oprah show and wanted to read your book from that moment. Thank you so much for sharing your journey. I, too, have lost people very dear to me, 5 weeks apart. The year 2000 was a very sad year for me: 15 people died. I think I "get" your title, what remains are the memories, good and bad, of the people that you loved and were in your life. You also showed that people are people no matter how wealthy or the background they have. You handled yourself with grace and dignity in the face of adversity. I just wanted to say, "thanks" for an honest read that wasn't sugar-coated. Much happiness for your future!

    Elaine August 7th, 2007 at 2:01 am

    I appreciated your book so much. In one place I read that you "painted" an unflattering picture of the Kennedys. Now,I am a big Kennedy fan. I felt you were as honest about them as you were about your own family.

    What touched me most about your book, though, was what you had to say about being a caregiver. It's hard, physically and emotionally. My husband had a stroke
    in 2004, was doing well, then was involved in a freaky accident that has required 10 surgeries. He has been in a nursing home or hospital for most of the two years we have been married.

    Thank you for making people aware that caregivers are not always feeling strong, that we don't always want to be amazing. Sometimes what we want is someone to cry with us, someone who can help us escape for a little while from the grim realities we face.

    It has been said that people with catastrophic illnesses feel very lonely.
    Caregivers, I think, feel lonely too.

    While I certainly want my husband to get well and be able to come home, there are times I just get so tired! Tired of the
    medical places, tired of the 60-80 mile round trip drive, tired of all the responsibility of running our home, tired of the mounting medical costs, tired of the many pressing demands of being a caregiver. It's a blessing to know I am not alone in these feelings.

    Thank you for writing a great book!

    Anne House August 15th, 2007 at 11:23 am

    Just finished your book...Could not put it down. Even famous people are like everyone else. I lost a brother recently to cancer at a young age. Will look forward to your next novel.

    anne August 15th, 2007 at 11:29 am

    Thanks for a well written book! Even famous people are like everyone else. Will look forward to your next endeavor.

    Mark Wilson October 2nd, 2007 at 1:58 pm

    Hi. I recently listened to you book on Audio and I am so impressed by your strength; you have expanded my sense of what the human spirit can endure and transcend. I was literally moved to tears many times over.

    Great book, all my kudos. Condolences on all your sorrows. I hope life gives you some sunshine.


    Gayle S. November 6th, 2007 at 1:41 pm

    It's Nov.06,2007. I just finished your memoirs early this morning. Was so sorry you had to go through this ordeal. I was riveted by the book and just wanted to wish you a "happy ever after".
    Hope you will continue to write. You're very talented!

    Eva Psaltis January 3rd, 2008 at 5:35 pm

    I have read your book and found it inspiring,to see where one has come from and the heights they can achieve by sheer determination..yet your feet never leaving the ground.. beautiful memoir of love and friendship can never replace those you have lost .. but life goes on..
    thankyou for sharing your live with the world.. very much looking forward to your next masterpiece!!!

    don treat April 16th, 2008 at 2:05 pm

    Hi Carole. When will your novel be released? Have you ever been on Eons as VioletDove, LauraBarr or DottieBks?

    Carla Williams May 22nd, 2008 at 12:04 am

    Carole, Like no other book, your book made me feel so close to your experience. I admire your strength so much. Thank you for bringing your life to others, so we can learn from you.

    Alison V January 28th, 2009 at 10:20 pm

    There are no words to describe What Remains. I have read this book at least ten times, and each time it becomes more signifigant to me as it seems that I can relate more and more to the storyline. I am currently experiencing some marrital problems with my husband, who is a recovering alcholic. I was able to gain a vast amount of courage, confidence, empathy and inspiration from your book. The least I can say is thank you so very much.

    PS: I think we have a mutual friend in common who you named in the back of the book. Jamie Rubin, to be precise. I went to camp with her more years ago then I care to admit! Check my FB page to see if it is the same "Jamie"..

    Again, a world of thanks!

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    Sue in Tucson Az August 8th, 2010 at 8:26 pm

    Hi Carole,

    I read your book years ago now and it is still with me. I hope you are doing ok. If you are writing a novel I hope it is going well.

    I nursed my husband through stage 3 cancer in 1999 and 2000. He was one of the lucky 20% who made it and is still here today. I think of you and your darling often and say a little prayer.

    Best, Sue

    Melissa Kaplan Guarino August 16th, 2010 at 5:08 pm

    Dear Carole,
    Your memoir, "What Remains ..." touched me so deeply, that I had to let you know. Thank you for sharing your story in the most honest and courageous way. I was so deeply sad that July in 1999 - partly because I felt connected to John because we are the same age, but also because I was about to give birth to my son, Cameron (he was born on July 20th), and my heart felt broken.
    And now it is 11 years later. My two boys are 11 and 14, and I am going through a very difficult and scary time myself. And your words have given me great comfort. I feel like I'm not alone. Thank you, Carole, for that lovely gift - the gift of you.
    I wish you peace and happiness in your life.
    Melissa Kaplan Guarino
    Summit, NJ
    p.s. for a short time I lived in Wilton, CT, when I was growing up...I remembered Caldors as soon as you mentioned it!!

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