Volume 20, Number 12 · July 19, 1973
Watergate Notes
By Mary McCarthy
I get an appreciative chuckle whenever I tell people I am staying at the Watergate Hotel. Even before the break-in, the ten-acre aggregate comprising three cooperatives, the hotel, and two office buildings began to tickle the public fancy because the Mitchells lived here—in the cooperative known as. Watergate East—at the time when Martha, looking out of the window of her husband's office down-town at the Justice Department, watched 'the very liberal Communists, the worst kind' demonstrating in the street below.
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