No biggie
He made me work for him when I turned 16 and through college. The hardest time I had with him was learning how to drive HIS WAY. No radio, no make up, no eating, no talking to my friends in the back seat, both hands on the wheel at 10 and 2 O'clock, stay back from the car in front, signals, NO RIDING BRAKES, do not slam the door, complete stop at stop sign and on and on. Oh yeah, it was ok for him to drink his beer to calm his nerves. He hand writes the stuff he wants me to type. I better get back, he will think I ate something in the car. He looked silly listening to that call this morning and writing with the IV getting in his way. This stock has caused a lot of arguments between he and my uncle.
Connie