Issue 79, Spring 1981
O’Connor’s agent dropped him off at Theodore’s restaurant. At his agent’s insistence he had put on the black beard, his auburn mane was stuffed up into a gray wig of conservative length, and he was wearing the security suit, as his agent called it, a pocketless blue plastic suit and a paper shirt with a red tie painted on it.
O’Connor was studying Theodore’s menu when a large man came over and told him there was a phone call for him. “This way,” he said and led O’Connor to the men’s room where another big fellow was waiting. They introduced themselves as Walt and Ernie, and said they were his transportation.