[Rumplemeyer]

I was out in LA about ten years ago, went to dinner with friends and don't remember where, but I do remember waiting at the bar for our table and she came in with a group, no reservation of course, and wanted a table.

The restaurant owner looked at her and the fireworks began, “get out of my restaurant you no good whore traitor bitch” he screamed at her, you could have heard a fly fart in that place, “I was one of the POWS on your camp inspection tour, you (use your imagination), she looked like she was going to shit herself,
the whole bunch scattered...not the reception they were expecting...the entire restaurant gave the owner a standing ovation.

My friend asked me what I thought about that display, I told him “ great, dinner and a show, what more could you want”

[freekitty]

Thank you for sharing. What are the chances of her meeting with an actual POW she sold out? God works in mysterious ways.

[BattleFlag]

I read and reread your post. I closed my eyes and imagined the scene.

I can't tell you how deeply gratifying it was...

God Bless and Keep those who gave their all, I will never forget!

[tioga]

GREAT story!

[rightwingintelligentsia]

I guess the QVC audience is not very fonda Jane.