Mr. Weissman. Well, this had been broached by Larrie. This was one of the big disappointments. We had been promised by Larrie we wouldn't have any trouble making a living, that he had jobs and everything set up for us. That is one of the reasons I chucked my job in New York. I figured we would be able to survive down there.
We got to the Ducharme Club, after a day or two, and it was a miserable hole in the wall that you could not really do anything with. But we were still dickering with the owner on the potentials.
Mr. Dulles. What did this club purport to do?
Mr. Weissman. It was a private club. They sold liquor and beer over the bar to members.
Mr. Dulles. Entertainment?
Mr. Weissman. They had a dance floor and jukebox.
Mr. Jenner. Who—do you recall the names of any of the people interested in the Ducharme Club?
Mr. Weissman. The owners?
Mr. Jenner. Yes.
Mr. Weissman. The only one I know of is Leon Ducharme, the owner.