Letters to the Editor
Jen wouldn't know cow country if she stepped in it: While having a relaxed and enjoyable lunch at Mustang Sally's with several friends, we read with amazement the Dish column poison-penned by Jen Karetnick ("You've Got to Be Kidding," October 12).
Her snide comment about "cow country" (Cooper City) was an insult to the many residents of the community. Sunshine Ranches, with its multimillion-dollar homes and horses, and the adjacent Cooper City are hardly populated with the implied rednecks and rubes. We DEMAND an apology.
The Miami Herald gave Mustang Sally's a great review. The food is great and so are the young people who serve it. Could it be that Jen's chef friend was employed as a burger slinger? Perhaps her displeasure could be attributed to her screaming two-year-old. How very unprofessional that she impose her crying child on an entire restaurant. Who takes a child out at 9 p.m. to a restaurant? By the way the game machines are no problem with well-behaved children.
"You've Got to Be Kidding" may have been the headline, but it is no joke that you have such an inept employee! Shame on you, editor, for allowing this type of trash to go to print.
Thank you for your time.
Jane Tetro, Jean Tetro, and Sue Owen
This reader's dad didn't need the pain: I enjoyed reading "The Best Shot at a Cure For Cancer" (Roger Williams, October 5). My father died from cancer less than three months ago, and I am still hurting. I don't feel they did enough for him. The first place they found the disease was his kidneys. They had to remove both of them, which meant he had to go to dialysis three times per week, four to five hours per shot. Later the cancer spread to his outer lungs and then his lymph nodes. Then it moved rapidly. His once strong body became weak. A large oxygen tank was delivered to his home along with several portable, refillable bottles. Next came the walker. After that was the wheelchair. He could barely eat. His skin and muscle tone sagged. He became so skinny the bones in his shoulders protruded.
He had a long list of medications that he had to take daily. There were so many bottles of pills that my mother kept them in a Rubbermaid-type carrier with a handle on the top. Between dialysis and all his other doctor appointments, his calendar was full. There was rarely a day that he didn't have to go to some medical building. He was in and out of hospitals so much that many of the nurses knew him on sight. The cancer was at the incurable stage (so the doctors said) and the only relief in sight for all his pain and suffering was death. I feel that perhaps not enough was done for him in the early stages. At the very least, they could have alleviated his suffering.
¡Viva la revolución!:Great Undercurrents (October 5). As a follow-up, you could trace the taxpayer dollar from the tax bill to the teacher! Ever wonder why almost half of our real-estate taxes go for education, yet every year we need more dollars and the level of education is lower? Forget the b.s. about higher scores, testing, et cetera. If we could pay teachers more, we might get better teaching and give less to the layers of management. I know it is just a pipe dream to see an efficient school system, but we can dream, can't we? I bet that anyone attempting to get the truth would be stonewalled by the system from day one!
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What he wants to know is why the drug dealer was left with the bag: Great article on F. Lee Bailey ("A Most-Wanted Attorney," Bob Norman, September 28). I agree that he should benefit from the capital gains of his clients' stock, since he took the risk. The question is, why were all Claude Duboc's assets liquidated? Why did Bailey seem to abandon him when the O.J. case came up?
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