"Friends" LOL. Belafonte was banging the snot out of Atman Sr's wife
My good friend Atman's kind of being less than straightforward in his story.
He's trying to suggest that as a kid, he wasn't supposed to talk about the big blind black man visiting his parents at their home, because ostensibly (please notice the "ostensibly," an important word here) it wasn't
kosher for white folks to do such things at the time.
Actually, more likely as a kid, he wasn't supposed to talk about the big blind black man visiting his parents at their home because the visit was business, and business sometimes needs to remain confidential.
One could see, if no restraints had been put on young Atman's mouth, he would've gone around all over the school, blabbing about how his parents and some other people were investing big bucks in a business in Jamaica.
The other thing, my good friend Atman betrays that his folks were loaded--and they probably were, he being an aeronautics engineer (the drawing-board kind of engineer), and she being related to an enormously rich industrial magnate up in Massachusetts.
It's true, very true, that in his adult life, my good friend Atman suffered some financial desperation at times, and of course one has to give him credit for being an independent businessman building up enterprises from scratch--something even franksolich never had the balls to do--and so now one's left with a mystery.
His father divorced his mother about the time my good friend Atman (and coincidentally franksolich too, although 1500 miles away) was in between adolescence and adulthood. I dunno what happened; it apparently wasn't a cordial breakup. His mother married another guy, and his father shortly after the divorce died, apparently from a lifetime of compulsively smoking cigarettes. His mother, as ancient as that sourassed sourpuss from Vermont, is still alive.
And so the mystery, considering my good friend Atman doesn't have it, is, what happened to all the money in the family?
