|Elvis with Uncle Bernard|
This week brought the passing of my husband's uncle, who not only was the clothier of the king, but also funny enough to be memorialized on a silly Sunday. Uncle Bernard marched to the beat of his own band as he put on his relaxed accent. He could speak to the homeless man on the street or Katie Couric with equal comfort.
Bernard Lansky, a master sales person, once called his son and told him to come to the store because he'd just sold the son's car. In a New York restaurant, Bernard didn't see anything he liked on the menu, so he asked the waiter for a peanut butter sandwich. The waiter said, "We don't have any peanut butter."
In which Bernard replied, "Run down to the 7-Eleven and get some."
With mouth dropping the waiter said, "I could get fired.
Bernard pulled out a huge wad of cash, gave it to the waiter, and said, "You now work for me."
"Smooth or crunchy?" the waiter said.
Bernard Lansky will be missed!