re: #332 Barefoot Grin

i recently listened to an interview with director/actor Peter Berg who recalled going with his mom to pick up his dad from the wealthy suburban station near their home outside NYC and seeing the train vomit out a whole bunch of really drunk businessmen each day. He talked about seeing one guy fall out of the door and breaking his front teeth on the pavement. Most of the guys had been drinking since noon each day and continued on the ride home.

My dad was an ad/pr director in NY during those days. He didn’t drink. He had an arrangement with all the bartenders and waiters where the “Mad Men” lunches took place to bring him a Schweppes Bitter Lemon with a twist while the rest of the gang got sloshed.