If you have to go to Philadelphia for a reason you don
want your wife to know about， the best way is to atter
law school about thirty years before the time you have
be in the City of Brotherly Love. Being a lawyer is lil
bein~ a bottle of ketcbnp Jn a restaurant that specializes l
bad steaks. It covers a multitude of sins. This may not be
noteworthy comment to make on an ancient and occasioI
ally honorable profession. But it is something I have corn
to value. I have been a lawyer for thirty years.
I have also， been a husband for almost three decadet
and a father foi~ two. And I had to get to Philadelphia wi~
out allowing Elizabeth Ann or Jack to know why.
A grocer might have had some difficulty swinging it. Nc
Benny Kramer. I thanked you know who--God， of tours
--for my N.Y.U. law degree (evening session 1933-1937)
I wrapped myself in the mantle of S. (for Shloymah) B. (fo
Berel) Schlisselberger， my most lucrative client. And l
caught the 10:00 A.M. Metroliner for Philadelphia.
The verb \"caught\" plucks irritably at the mind. When l
was a boy on East Fourth Street， we used to catch butter
flies in Tompkins Square Park. Now I am a middle-aget
man functioning on Madison Avenue (office) and Fiftl
Avenue (home)， and I catch trains. Thorstein Veblel
would， I am certain， know how to make the definitive com.
rnent. Benny Kamer did not have time to try. He had to ge~
to Philadelphia.
I got there at noon， and I went directly to the office of S
B. Schlisselberger. I was not really interested in S. B
Schlisselberger. But he is， as I said， my client， and he wa~，
paying my fare， and he was providing what during my wax
was known as my cover story.
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