I'll let David Broder tell it:
When I saw him in his hotel room at the San Diego convention, Kemp asked me, "What's the first thing I do when I make a speech?"I hear he was inconsolable over poor John McCain losing count of his houses.
"You take off your jacket and roll up your sleeves," I said, having seen the ritual a hundred times.
"You know," he said, "Dole's wounds -- he can't even do that for himself." And Jack Kemp wept.