Kelso mooning us out the back of his limo

Drinking mai tais at that chinese restaurant around the corner from the 57th street store

Nice lunches on saturdays

My first company car "The Aries Turbo," the brakes didn't work if the AC was on, it was like stopping a supertanker and long rides up hills required my passengers to get out and push.

Rolla-husho, he'd come into 86st in a wheel chair and always tries to husho something

The ex-airforce pilot Kelso hired to pilot his one-day-to-be private plane.

Kelso sending in woman telling me that Eddie Antar said we should give them a TV.

Pardo out-writing everyone in the store on a Saturday morning.

Allan asking me if the coffee was fresh.

Marshal Marder walking around saying "Its good to be the King, piss boy...."

SW-ing from Sony.

Counting wet money. Yeech. Shvitz!

Harrold Morris asking me if it was a rubberband meeting. Huh I asked. Were guys wearing rubberbands around their ankles to keep the shit from running over their shoes after Sam E aka:the angel of death, came in with the payroll numbers.

But there are two things above all I'll never forget. The basket of food Kelso sent to my mothers house when I was sitting shiva for my father. I never knew how he found the address. And when I was lying in a hospital and Kelso called to ask if I needed blood.

No matter what anyone may say about him, Kelso was a king to us that we loved, that we would and we did move mountains for.

We did great things. We changed the way retail was done in America.

THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL,BRO.

IT REALLY IS TERRIBLE THAT IT IS ALL GONE.IT WAS AN ENTIRELY DIFFERENT ENVIRONMENT.