09/02/2026 08:16

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I'm not sure I understand you,, Lazarus. Not your parents, nor your other grandparents-nor me. I put you to bed myself. Ironically, the only person outside our inner circle to mention it to me was a young progressive lawyer from Pine Bluff who was a big supporter of mine.

As I slumped under the weight of my defeat, a small man put his hand on my shoulder, looked me in the eye, and said in that wonderful raspy voice, “That’s all right. He expected to complete liquidation, with enough gold to carry him through November 11, 1918, well before his July departure date. But I won't take any bets. Still, I preferred it to Run, Spot, run.