Oh, to have been flies on the wall during Ruth's visit with Bernie yesterday afternoon at the Metropolitan Correctional Center!
Why, we wonder, given that Ruth and Bernie were inseparable during their days of high living, did it take the erstwhile "Josie College" so long to pick herself up and make the six-mile trip downtown in the company of one of her attorneys?
After trying in vain to reach Ruth's lead attorney, Peter Chavkin, this afternoon, first by telephone--we left a message on his voice mail--and then via e-mail, concerning the timing and purpose of his client's visit, we can only conclude there's something fishy afoot here.
Whatever the reason for Ruth's long-delayed reunion with Bernie, we don't think it was a simple case of "Missed you, honey."
Could it be that Ruth was delivering a message to Bernie via a pre-agreed upon code-"The Penthouse is leaking," i.e. The Feds are getting too close to our concealed safes for comfort," or "I want to dig up the window boxes on the terrace," i.e. "Better get somebody over to Cap D'Antibes ASAP to dig my stash up," or I took my cheapo watch to the jeweler's to get the battery replaced," i.e. "Don't worry about my having enough chump change because I finally got those pricey watches we managed to hide from the Feds sent to that fence we tried to deal with in December."
Or could it be that Ruth knows that her "innocent spouse" jig will soon be up and that rather than missing Bernie, she simply wants a heads-up from him on what conditions are like at the Metropolitan Correctional Center?
Stay tuned for the next installment of "Josie College and Good Old Bernie's Jailhouse Reunion."