On Fri, 22 Apr 2005 23:16:06 -0400, "Yes, it's me"
wrote:

Harry,
Did you take all those union bosses on your Lobster Boat and then have you
Dr. Dr. wife prepare dinner for all of them.

Harry it is so funny watching you try to impress people.


"harry.krause" wrote in message
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Don White wrote:
Tuuk wrote:

"'""Konservative."'''''


krause I say because of Dumacrates like you the country's economic lie
on your two card carrying union fat ass. You can blame bush all you want
krause the real problem is loser like you who claim they know Jimmy
Coffa personally,, lol,,, krause you lying old fool,,,



Harry .....did you know Jimmy Coffa too??? Wasn't he a delivery boy for
local restaurants?


Yeah, he delivered sushi until the Thai Mafia rubbed him out.

I actually was introduced to Jimmy Hoffa once when I lived in Detroit. It
was no big deal; it was at some dinner. I was doing consulting work for
the UAW back then, and the autoworkers were about a year away from
finalizing a short-lived "merger" with the Teamsters. Not long after that,
Hoffa ended up going to the slammer.

I've known a number of Teamster presidents. I knew Roy Williams in Kansas
City before he became general president of the Teamsters. Williams was one
of KC's "colorful" characters (in reality, he was pretty bland personally.
Some years later, Jackie Presser called me to do the ads for a campaign
the IBT was running in California. This was when Presser was on the board
of the IBT, running "communications," but before he became IBT president.
I've met the current IBT President, James Hoffa, a few times because of my
union work. I like him. He is straight and honest.

The craftiest "union boss" I ever met, though, was Peter Fosco, who died
in 1975. I met him a couple of years before that. He was a charming old
man, and one of the last living business partners of Al Capone. He had
some great stories to tell, and I loved to listen to him. Once I went to
see him at the Laborers Union headquarters. When I got off the elevator,
two 6'6" "escorts" walked me from the elevator to his office. I also knew
his son Angelo Fosco, who took over as Laborers president. He hired me as
a consultant to help retain representational rights for one of ths postal
unions that was affiliated with the Laborers. I managed to do that and
avoided a rep election altogether. This was in the late 1970s.

Interestingly, most of these old "mob" guys were pikers compared to
today's Enron-type corporate criminal/thieves, and not one of them ever
sent as many Americans to their deaths as George W. Bush has.

I grew up in a colorful era, and in a colorful part of the country. One of
my first serious girlfriends was the niece or great-niece of Frank
Costello. When I was about 15, her family took me along on a vacation to
Florida. We stayed at a hotel near Ft. Lauderdale that Costello owned. If
I had married her, I would have gone into the family's restaurant supply
and plumbing businesses!

While in college, I was close friends with a visiting professor from Ohio
whose girlfriend at the time was the niece of Albert Anastasio. She also
worked as a bunny at the Playboy Club in KC. She had two college degrees,
too.

Life seems so bland these days, eh?

Wow. What a worldly individual. This almost makes me wish I'd gone out on the
Parker with Harry, just so I could sit back and listen to some of these great
adventures of his. Imagine spending a day anchored somewhere, or drifting, just
sitting back, taking in the sunshine, letting the breeze blow across your sweaty
brow, and all the while listening to Harry tell one story after another about
his adventures, the boats he's owned, the world leaders with whom he's wined and
dined, the degrees his wife has accumulated, his experiences with his Holiness,
the Dalai Lama, his trips around Cape Horn, and on and on.

Damn. I kick myself daily for missing out on all that!
--
John H

"All decisions are the result of binary thinking."