THE SUSAN F. INCIDENT

During the late 1960s, I took a vacation with my younger brother at the Sans Souci Hotel on Miami Beach. We were sitiing way back in a dimly lit long room. At the front there was somebody conducting a What's My Line game. A gal fairly well dressed up was being asked questions. I evaluated the questions and said to my brother that this gal sounds like she is in the insurance business. So I yelled that very thing. The host then asked me if I knew a Susan F. I said yes. It was her, a fellow claims examiner from medicare on her vacation with her husband too.