Happy Father’s Day!

About time! We deserve it!

I am sure the women feel the same on Mother’s Day.

Yesterday started with haircuts at Lori’s. Lisa asked me to take Robert and Ally for their haircuts.

My pleasure!

An interesting experience.

Robert went through the procedure normally. Sat, chatted with Lori, admired himself in the mirror.

Ally was very serious. Lori said she always is.

Not afraid. Just intent. Watched every nip and cut. Did not move at all. She would not even talk with me.

Robert looked like a young man afterwards. A gentleman. Ally…..I could see her face! It had been a while. She is making her hair grow.

I had promised them cuban toast. So it was off to Lucky Day Cafe.

Ally was proud. She had been there before. Robert had not. She was explaining everything to Robert.

Great cuban toast! They ate all theirs. Robert wanted more. He said he was still hungry. I had to say no. I felt bad. It was close to lunch time and Lisa would have been mad at me. He understood he had to return home and have lunch with his mother.

Somehow I got to keep the grandkids for the afternoon. Lisa had some things to do. So it was home to the pool.

Lisa showed up at dinner time. I ordered 2 Domino pizzas and fish sticks. Robert wanted fish sticks. We ate outside under the tiki hut.

The evening ended up being a Camp Poppa sleep over. The grandkids wanted to sleep over. They never have. Lisa agreed. And went home, of course. There I was with the two of them for the night!

It was dark. I got a brilliant idea. Lets swim in the pool in the dark! It went over big!

I put on the pool light and in we went. They were thrilled with the experience.

Afterwards, we laid on my bed and watched the U.S. Open. Both Robert and Ally are into golf. Especially Robert. They take their first lesson for 4 hours this coming tuesday at the golf course.
Both already understand putting green, fairway, flag and hole.

They soon drifted off and I was able to enjoy the end of yesterday’s golf round.

Fortunately, they slept till 7. I was up earlier as usual.

Lisa arrived at 7, also. With my Father Day gifts.

I opened them in bed with the grandkids all over me.

All kinds of crazy things.

One of the gifts is a recorder book. A talking book. Robert and Ally had made the recording. Did the talking.

The book opened with them saying…..Dear Grandpa, You’re nice, you’re cool, you’re tons of fun…..as Grandpas go, you’re number 1!

The message ended with Ally shouting….Poppa…..I love you! and Robert shouting…..Poppa!…..You rock!

I rock. What a joke!

But a good experience. For them. For me.

Love them! Love Lisa!

We are going to continue the Father Day celebration with breakfast at Camille’s at 10.

Then I am done with the grandkids for the day! I told Lisa I have had enough. The rest of the day is adult time.

Don is having a bowling party at 2 and Karen a pool party afterwards. That is how I will be spending the rest of my day.

Enjoy your day!

My friend Jim Brown who lives in Crete became a grandfather yesterday for the second time. And he has a third grandchild scheduled to arrive soon, also.

Congratulations, Jim!

I loved doing the radio show yesterday. From the comments received, the show was a good one.

I dedicated the first half of the show to women’s rights. I continue to believe women are still getting the short end of the stick.

I did a bit in the second part of the show on the Lone Ranger. To add a bit of humor. Nothing like the Lone Ranger himself, Kemo Sabe, Tonto, Silver and hi ho Silver away! Even threw in the Butch Cavendish gang for good measure.

The day was beautiful. I opted for a light lunch at home outside. Sat on the deck and watched the water flow by.

The afternoon was committed to paperwork again. It is only half bad however. I sit near open glass sliding doors overlooking the ocean. I am like 30 feet away. It helps soften the fact that I am working.

It was the Chart Room first last night. Met Marty. He is contemplating a trip to Lebanon. Wants me to go with him. Go with a Jew to Lebanon! Are you crazy I asked him!

Met Jim in the Chart Room. He was down from Homestead for the weekend. A master sergeant in the U.S. Air Force. He is not new to Key West. He was here back in the 1970s when the Atocia was discovered by Mel Fisher. Jim was working on Fisher’s boat that discovered the Atocia. He had a picture of himself climbing the mast of the vessel. Shades of Mutiny on the Bounty!

Jim did 3 tours in Iraq under Bush 2. He is scheduled to return for a fourth soon. Too much, I told him. We expect too much from our troops and are subjecting them to too much. Perhaps however that is the way it is when you have a professional military force as we now do.

I was Marty’s guest for dinner at the Wine Galley.

I wanted fried oysters. I am into them. No fried oysters.

Larry Smith was terrific last night. The Wine Galley is his room. Has been for years.

As I listened to him perform, I could not help thinking how he has evolved over the 10 years I have known him. He has become a singer/peformer extraordinaire.

This morning is a big deal! Lisa is working. I am taking the grandkids for their haircuts. They go to Lori, also. Then to Lucky Lady for cuban toast. They love cuban toast!

Enjoy your day!

Everything is too good in Key West!

The weather is fantastic!

It worries me.

The Gulf oil spill is around the corner. Yet not even a tar ball.

I sometimes wonder. Can it be? This disaster is going to miss us?

A big morning ahead. The Key West Lou Legal Hour!

Ten o’clock this morning. KONK 1500 AM. Better yet, watch and listen on the internet at www.konkam.com.

Some terrific topics. The Gulf oil spill, of course. Then Prop 8 and same sex marriage, a soon to be topless women’s march in Key West, poor judgment and the law involving a female attorney and an underwire bra, the weird lawsuit of the week concerning an accident which ocurred while an off duty police woman was putting on a thong, the legend of the Lone Ranger, the Kagan confirmation hearing for the U.S. Supreme Court, the King of Ghana and our slave heritage, Vermont weird dumb laws, a walk back in Presidential history with Abraham Lincoln, recent developments with the new Arizona immigration law and more!

Listen in!

Yesterday was a quiet one for me.

I walked in the morning. Apparently not enough. I am fighting 3-4 extra pounds.

Then cuban toast and coffee and the newspapers at Lucky Day.

Home to paper work.

In the middle of the afternoon, I needed a break. So it was off to get a manicure. Tammy brightened my day! A lovely Vietnamese woman…..girl. She must be all of 25. Short. Thin. Long black hair. Beautiful. Tammy and her husband recently purchased the nail business. They are hard workers.

Back home. More paper work. Kept me at my desk till about 9. A busy day work wise. It is called retirement. I sometimes wonder.

I did not spend much time looking at my e mails yesterday. Played catch up this morning.

My friend Howard Livingston wrote me yesterday to tell me about his new internet show Key West Time that was debuting last night at 8 on conchtv.com. I missed it! Sorry, Howard.

Next week and every week for sure I will watch it!

Howard is a good guy. He asked me in the same e mail if I would be a special guest on his new show. Of course! I am honored!

Have to hustle now. Get ready for the radio show. Listen in! Watch!

Enjoy your day!

Actions speak louder than words!

Yesterday I said I was disappointed with the President’s speech. Today I must say I am impressed with what he accomplished yesterday. I refer to the $20 billion committment plus he obtained from BP.

Perhaps Obama is a differnet type leader. He seems much like Teddy Rooseveelt. Speak softly and carry a large stick.

Credit must be given where credit is due. Good job, Mr. President!

Radio show tomorrow! The Key West Lou Legal Hour. The week moved by swiftly.

10 am. KONK 1500 AM. Better yet, on the internet at www.konkam.com where the show can be seen as well as heard.

Topics include some pressing thoughts on the Gulf oil spill, a female attorney wearing an underwire bra who was denied admittance at a Florida detention facility where she went to see a client, a walk back in history with a tale of how some tried to steal Abe Lincoln’s body from his tomb, same sex marriage, the soon to start Kagan confirmation hearings for the U.S. Supreme Court, the King of Ghana and Vermont dumb laws.

I am working on a story involving the Lone Ranger. When completed, you will enjoy hearing about the legend. If not tomorrow, next week.

Golf yesterday!

I did good!

I hit the ball the best ever!

Still not scoring. I lack consistency. But WOW! Did I hit it when I hit it!

Three natural pars on the front side. Two on 4s and one on a 5.

The humidity was heavy. I tired on the back side. No pars.

In the past month, something has happened. My swing is stronger. And straighter. I think it is a combination of my heart working better and the lost weight having eliminated my stomach. Whatever, Tiger Woods watch out!

I hit one ball 250 yards off the grass! My second shot on 9. Hit the ball straight as an arrow. Over the green about a foot.

Don Manaher was riding with me. He says every time I ride with him I have a good day. He’s right!

My group also consisted of Larry and Yankee Jack.

Pretty soon I am going to start losing strokes. I don’t care!

I was the big winner yesterday. $16. Winner buys drinks. Drinks cost me $20. Some days you just can’t come out ahead!

The Chart Room was packed last night with locals. Captain Peter, Che, Sean, Katherine and Sheila. The oil spill monopolizes conversations. Rightly so. One of the group bought BP and Tansocean stock yesterday. A good buy at the right time!

I had dinner on the deck at the Pier House. There was no humidity. I sat down just as the sun was setting. Fried oysters and sailing vessels. What a meal! What a setting!!

Enjoy your day!

The President’s address to the Nation last night disappointed me.

I have nothing more to say.

Another interesting Key West day yesterday. Screwed up might be the better word.

I went to take a shower at 9 in the morning. No water. Bone dry.

Did I pay the bill?

Checked it out. Yes, payed.

Telephoned the water company. A problem in Key Haven. Mine not the first call.

I waited an hour. Still no water.

I need to shower and brush my teeth in the morning. Feel icky otherwise.

So I headed over to Lisa’s. The termites have nothing to do with water.

A block from my house were 2 trucks and a bulldozer. And water bubbling out of the ground big time. A broken pipe.

It took till 3 in the afternoon for the pipe to be repaired and water restored.

I did my thing at Lisa’s. Saw no termites.

Afterwards, I headed over to Blossom’s for cuban toast and coffee. I had not been there in a while. Blossom’s is the old Paradise Cafe relocated one block away. Same people. A different location.

Blossom’s has a new front. The inside is still the same, however. So is the food. The best cuban toast in Key West!

I spent the rest of the day home working on friday’s radio show. I have some great topics to share with you friday!

Lisa and family showed up for dinner. I expected them. The termite problem brought them to me.

Lisa cooked. Chicken, potaotoes and peas in oil broiled in the oven. To die for!

Robert and Ally swam. Then took baths in my jacuzzi.

I encouraged them all to sleep here. No, they were going home. They could handle the termites!

Humid this morning. The air is heavy. Very little breeze.

I play golf this morning. Should be good for at least a 2 pound loss.

Enjoy your day!

The Gulf oil spill remains the major concern for the people of the keys. It is coming. Slowly. But as sure as nightfall, it will arrive.

With all due respect (I still sound like a lawyer), BP and the government are sitting on their hands as far as the Florida keys are concerned. Too little by way of preparation is being done.

Key Westers are an independent sort. Much like the don’t tread on me Texans of long ago.

Key West is getting ready on its own. They will welcome help from BP and the government when it comes. But until then, they are doing what they think is correct to minimize the immending disaster.

An independent local response has formed. A group is meeting, talking, preparing and doing things. Basically without help from BP and the Coast Guard.

One of the problems with the Coast Guard assistance is that it is not forthcoming till the problem is 72 hours away. Too late in many instances! Look at the beaches and wetlands in Louisiana and Mississippi.

One of the things the local response group is doing is called Adopt a Mangrove. The oil will kill the mangrove population and the many fish that habitat within these islands. The oil soaked mangroves will be substantially easier to clean if the everyday garbage which natuarally floats to them is removed first.

The group is out cleaning mangrove islands on their own. In anticipation of the coming problem.

One mangrove island recently was cleaned by 13 women in kayaks. They removed 35 bags of trash.

It is called self help. The independent people of the lower keys are not waiting for BP and the government. They are doing their thing and making their contribution.

It’s old fashioned. It’s American.

God bless them!

A quiet day for me yesterday.

My day started with a doctor visit. They seem to multiply as one gets older.

I have had a thyroid problem for well over 30 years. Was on a high daily dosage. Since I lost the 30 pounds, my need has decreased dramatically. Every two months my dosage gets reduced.

I am impressed!

Lunch was at Lucky Day Cafe. Cuban toast with melted cheese and tomato. Read the morning papers.

I spent the rest of the day at home doing paper work and preparing for friday’s radio show.

Dinner last night was at the bar at the Sports Page. No one there. Chris bartending. I had a sandwich. Made some small talk.

Stopped at Lisa’s on the way home. The family was all gathered in the living room. Prepared to sleep on couches and other chairs. A slumber party of sorts.

Seems termites have invaded Lisa and Corey’s home. Especially Lisa’s bedroom. The tent will be arriving soon!

Enjoy your day!

The best term to describe Key West weather these days is consistency.

Great weather!

My sunday yesterday started with Meet the Press and the other news talk shows. I sometimes wonder whether many of our problems are created by these talk shows. They sometimes pick at things creating problems where none exist.

Then it was off to the Coffee House to read the sunday New York Times. I refuse to buy a newspaper. Especially pay close to $5 for a Sunday Times. Don’t know why. Just one of my quirks.

I never got past the editorial page. The humidity was heavy. I was becoming uncomfortable. I left.

It was lunch time so I went over to the Lucky Day Cafe. Which I knew was air conditioned.

Cuban toast and coffee and read the Key West Citizen. The newspaper being freely provided.

The campers were at my house when I returned home. Robert and Ally. I cannot get rid of them.

Ally was going to an all girls birthday party. I was to watch Robert.

Robert was all excited. Not because I was watching him. Lisa had stopped at Ross’ and there was a metal golf set for sale. $10.99. Four clubs with metal shafts, 3 balls, tees and a bag. The stuff looked for real. Robert thought they were for real. He was shouting…..I’ve got real golf clubs, Poppa!

This is his second set. I bought him plastic ones a couple of years ago.

Robert is going to take lessons in a couple of weeks at the golf course. They have a program for young ones. $60 for a week of group lessons. 9-1 for 5 days. Real clubs for kids provided. Robert is signed up. We have been talking about it. He now watches golf on tv with me. He understands get the ball in the hole in 4!

Robert had yet to visit the golf course. I took him yesterday afternoon.

To a six year old, it was a spectacular first time experience!

He was both excited and in awe. The vastness of the fairways. The flags flying. The carts running around.

I took him in the shack where my bag was stored. We were only going to putt and I needed to get my putter and some balls. Robert was carrying his own putter, of course.

The bag storage shed impressed him. But then, everything did!

We putted on the practice green for about an hour. I tried to instruct him. Line your feet with the hole, ball in the middle of your stance, club shaft also, hit the ball. I finally made him understand that the ball and club head location lined up off his pecker. That locked the concept in.

After a while, I just left him alone. He hit the ball around. He was having fun. So was I.

A friend of his from school class went by on a cart with his father. They waved at each other. A proud moment for both.

Robert is anxious to ride in a cart. He asked me about a car seat and car belt. It was difficult for him to understand why neither exist on a golf cart when he must always wear and sit in one otherwise.

After our putting experience, I took him into the pro shop. Golf clubs galore! Overwhelming for a six year old. I had him hold a new driver. One with a huge head. The club was significantly taller than Robert.

Then to the bar. We shared a diet Pepsi. Another big deal! His mother does not permit the grandkids to drink any kind of soda.

Such was my afternoon.

Last night I wandered over to La Trattoria for dinner.

Kathy bartending. Where have you been? You have not been in for a while!

Correct she was. I told her I did not love her anymore.

Becha came over to give me a hug and kiss. I thought…..Louis, how stupid you are! Becha’s hug and kiss alone are worth the visit!

I had an enjoyable evening. Great Events Louis’ parents were there. Gail, also. And many others.

Then home to bed to watch the Tony awards.

Great show! However I was disappointed that my good friend Terri White had not been nominated.

Enjoy your day!

Good morning world!

Hello Sunday!

Another great Key West day in the making!

The sun is shining. Very few clouds in the sky. Little breeze. No humidity yet.

Quiet. Church quiet.

It rained big time after dinner last night. It will soon start raining a bit more each day. We are entering the rainy season. Once it arives, it becomes routine. It rains about 1 every afternoon for 5 minutes. For real. That’s it.

I have the urge to pontificate a bit this morning. Sort of like church sermon time. Bear with me.

BP.

My sense is we are forgetting the Rule of Law. Mass hysteria seems to be growing. The voice of the crowd is getting loud.

Is mob rule ultimately to prevail?

We are all concerned. Rightfully so. A problem out of control is upon is.

I see two things about to happen. First, the U.S. government will declare the spill a national disaster. It is. The government will then take over from the git go. Second, BP will eventually file for Chapter 11 Bankruptcy. It will be the only way for BP and those hurt to effectively manage the claims situation.

The system will work if invoked, as I believe it will be. BP is not doing the job on its own at the present time. And BP cannot be trusted to be honest and forthright. BP is purely economically driven. Its words of compassion for people and nature are hollow and not sincere.

And…..in the next year we have to go back to regulating corporate America. It cannot be trusted to go it alone.

An observation. Some people are pigs.

BP opened a claims office in Marathon a couple of weeks ago. Marathon is 45 miles north of Key West. The spill has not reached the Florida keys as yet.

Last week it was announced that BP had already paid in excess of $3 million in claims out of the Marathon claims office.

How?

Legitimacy, honesty is required on both sides. Lets not have one or more rotten apples in the barrel that will spoil it for everyone.

Enough for sermonizing.

Yesterday was so so.

I spent the afternoon alone at Smather’s Beach. Soaking up the sun. I sat down at the quiet end. No one around. One lonely palm tree. Quietly refreshing.

When I returned home, the grandkids were here and in the pool. I returned to shouts of Poppa! My good days as Club Poppa director were still being rewarded!

Lisa and I and the grandkids had an early dinner at Hogfish.

Robert and Ally were given crayons and coloring sheets. Robert did not want to color. Ally did. I did.

Ally colors well. Meticulously. Good color interchange. Stayed within the lines.

My coloring skills left much to be desired. Outside the lines and messy. I had not done it in years! I was appropriately chastised by both my grandchildren.

Hogfish had a fried oyster special last night. I have never had fried oysters at Hogfish. They were so good! Great!

We all returned to my home for ice cream. I have to get rid of all the goodies I bought for our camp week.

I have cones that are already trimmed with chocolate syrup. Ho ho!

Our choices were chocolate and vanila ice cream. And sprinkles! Rainbow ones! I could open my own ice cream store!

I feel energized this morning. I may walk or ride my bike. Watch the talk shows. Read the Sunday papers. Generally screw off. That is what Sundays are for!

Enjoy your Sunday!

Up late. My apologies for writing so late.

A beautiful day. Sun shining. No clouds. Very little breeze. Nature’s colors all bright and exciting.

Yesteray was Day 5 of Club Poppa and its last day!

Hooray!

It was enough. My grandkids loved it. I loved it. Except, I am dead! So tired. That is why I slept late.

It was a mixed day.

Robert and Ally showed up at 7. Full of vim and vigor. Ready for another day of fun activities with their grandfather.

I fed them breakfast. Cheerios. No milk. That is the way they wanted it. Robert wanted an orange cut up. I cut one up. Ally wanted an apple cut up. I cut one up.

It is amazing! I did not do this for my own children. Of course, I never had the time to be with them as I do these grandchildren.

My radio show The Key West Lou Legal Hour was at 10. Lisa had arranged for a sitter while I was away.

A good radio show yesterday! Everything went well. The post show comments were best for the walk back in history with Theodore Roosevelt and my thoughts regarding the Gulf oil spill.

I hurried home after the show. The grandkids were awaiting.

We did a camp lunch. I cleaned out the refrigerator. We ate a little bit of everything.

Then a swim. The big black inflatable whale I bought earlier in the week is still a big hit. They fight over who is going to ride him. I asume the whale is male. I cannot tell.

I tried to plan activities for Robert and Ally during the week. To make them happy of course. But more importantly to keep them involved and make my life easier.

I was a kid a long time ago. The only kid games I recall are from a long time ago.

Last week I saw these washable chalks at K Mart. For writing on the sidewalk. Different colors. When done, hose off. I decided to try them.

Hopefully they would be better than the washable crayons that still mark my white tiki bar.

Anyhow, I had this recollection of me as a kid. We would take white chalk (colored chalk did not exist) and draw different games on the sidewalk. Of course, I lived in a tenement and they live in a house.

I took them out to the driveway. My intent was to have them draw blocks. Like a long vertical tic, tac, toe. Then I would teach them to play hop scotch or whatever it was called back when I did it.

We got through the drawing part and started. Throw a stone, then skip on one foot to wherever it landed.

That is as far as we got. It was brutually hot. The sun was beating off the concrete. All three of us were sweating profusely.

So much for the game. We came in. I was so hot I did not even try to hose down the driveway. I will find out later this morning if it comes off. If not, there will be a million dollar house with a large multi colored hop scotch drawing as one enters the house.

Who cares!

I had to leave again. A guest appearaance on Stephanie Kaple’s Fashion radio show.

The baby sitter returned.

Stephanie and I did a 20 minute bit on the woman who was fired from Citibank for being too sexy. The issue was her clothes. How she dressed. It was a fun filled exchange. Stephanie thought the woman should hve dressed more professionally. I thought she dressed fine. A bit of a female/male exchange. Good thought. Good humor.

I returned home to find Lisa waiting for me. Everyone was happy. Although the grandkids were a bit sad that Club Poppa was ending. At least for a while.

I decided to do a Camper of the Week bit. I made a dramatic speech. One of them was to be camper of the week! Both were looking on anxiously. Each hopeful to be the winner.

Lisa started to panic. I could see it in her eyes. Whoever lost would be destroyed. My darling daughter forgot her father for a moment. I declared the competition a tie. Each won! Each was deleriously happy!

I went out last night. Althought tired, I had to get out. Had a need for adult conversation and entertainment.

My evening stated at the Chart Room. Marty, Sean, Captain Peter and Michael at the bar. Made a new friend. John Fairweather. A Navy officer. Port operations Officer for the Naval Air Station at Key West. He was there with a bunch of other navy personnel.

I enjoyed John’s company. Last night was his first time at the Chart Room. I suspect he will frequent the Chart Room more often and we will get to know each other better.

Marty and I had dinner at the bar at Marquesa. We had a terrific time!

Local dentist Sandra Pepe was sitting next to me. I run into her very infrequently. Sad. Her office building is on Truman across the street from St. Mary’s Catholic Church. It is where Jack Baron started his antique and art business. Jack sold the building to Sandra.

As we were talking about Jack, who should come into Marquesa but Bob Burton. Bob was Jack’s partner for 52 years. I had not seen Bob in ages.

Jack and Bob were the perfect pair. Two old maried gays. I had the privilege of attending their 48, 49, 50, 51 and 52 anniversay parties. Could they throw a party! I recall at the 50th, they put out 5 pound tins of beluga caviar. Later, Jack told me they went through 15 tins.

I miss Jack. He has been dead about 4 years now. He was a good friend. Extremely perceptive. Uncannyingly so. He could see what was to be before it happened.

Marquesa was packed. Probably because this is Pridefest weekend. I wanted to go out after dinner. However I was tired. The week had caught up with me.

I said my good nights. I suspect Marty headed out to La Te Da. The place would have been jumping last night.

I have nothing to do today. Isn’s that wonderful!

Enjoy your day!

Good morning!

The weather had been great!

Except for the humidity. It is no longer creeping in. It has creeped in!

Today is my radio show! 10 am. KONK 1500 AM. Or watch and hear it on the internet at http://www.konkam.com/ worldwide.

A lot of challanging issues today. From the Gulf oil spill to the locked doors of the Key West Police Station. Listen in and enjoy!

Today is the last day for Club Poppa. Wonderful! Marvelous! I love my grandkids, but WOW! This has been a tiring experience.

Yesterday was an easy one at Club Poppa.

We swam in the morning and played games. I bought a large black inflatable whale. A hit! Robert and Ally loved it. Plus I got some terrific pics of them riding the whale.

It was Shrek day!

Lunch was at McDonald’s. We each had a Shrek bag with chicken nuggets, fries and chocolate milk. I let the grandkids do the ordering.

I planned the movie trip poorly time wise. After lunch, there was still an hour to kill before the movie. So it was off to Dairy Queen. We each had a different cone of ice cream. Too much. None of us finished our treat.

Finally the movies!

They took to the theater and the movie like pros. I think this was only their third time.

We did 2 bags of pop corn. One with butter and one without. And diet Pepsi for me. Lisa had required that I bring special kids lemonade for them.

Robert and Ally fell into their seats. The seats were bigger than them. I feared they could not see. No problem.

Their eyes were glued to the screen from start to finish. In awe.

It was after 3 when the movie was over. Lisa was home. I took Robert and Ally home.

I said to my lovely daughter…..They’re all yours, Lisa!

Lisa arranged for a sitter while I am doing my radio show this morning. The grandkids will watch for the first time on the internet. I promised to say hello.

This afternoon I have a guest appearance on Stephanie Kaple’s Fashion Show at 3. Only about 10 minutes. Listen in. Stephanie is terrific. I am going to comment on a recent employee discrimination case involving a bank. The woman was reubenesque and her employer did not approve of the clothing that covered her.

Enjoy your day!