Years ago, after one of my books came out and long before Donald Trump decided to run for president, a high-ranking executive of the company that published the book invited me to lunch. The site was the Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach. Having grown up blue collar in the Bronx, I was allergic to such places. They were alien territory to people like me. But it was a business meeting and I thought it might be kind of amusing to have lunch at a hotsy-totsy club where I had absolutely nothing in common with the swells who frequented the joint.
The Germaphobe Who Shuns Masks
The Germaphobe Who Shuns Masks
The Germaphobe Who Shuns Masks
Years ago, after one of my books came out and long before Donald Trump decided to run for president, a high-ranking executive of the company that published the book invited me to lunch. The site was the Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach. Having grown up blue collar in the Bronx, I was allergic to such places. They were alien territory to people like me. But it was a business meeting and I thought it might be kind of amusing to have lunch at a hotsy-totsy club where I had absolutely nothing in common with the swells who frequented the joint.