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Sir;... Who on earth are you calling a floozy??? If I ever had any respect for you, you just flushed it down the toilet...I saw an interview of that woman on T.V.; and in a comparison of the kind of mother she thought she would be with the kind of mother she had, she was the perfect illustration of distress and pain... How dare you say, that having the love of a man who may have been too cold to touch, and having the right, and the benefit of his estate by law, that anyone was more entitled to it than her??? Is it because she took her clothes off???I have never seen a picture of that woman naked, but I would not doubt that naked, or not, that she did more for her husband than his own good for nothing, born rich children...I feel sorry for the woman, and all the people who tried to help her by handing her drugs...You know; from my perspective, you curse all of us people born without wealth... Taking off my clothes for a buck would have been a slight indignity...I risked my life and my health, and spent nearly thirty years without letting my shirtail hit me in the ass...I picked up loads you would have thought too great for three men and walked them across beams you would not have dared with a safety net, and a parchute... I have worked with rain running down my back for eight hours straight, and on beams so thick with ice even an eight pound sledge hammer could not rattle it off; so what must you call me??? For people like myself, life is a long act of desparation... Only by a miracle can some of us reach a point of calm deliberation or contemplation...Anna Nicole, God bless her soul, and I, know who the floozy is... You submit for money... You give it up for money... The thought that some one might care for you, for your self, and want to give you something better from life never crosses your mind...You know better... Your calculator is always on... What is in this for me??? You are a floozy, and that, L Brent, is putting it mildly.. Thanks...Sweeney