To the Editor: Dr. Irwin Polishook and I became friends at the Municipal Labor Committee. In those days the MLC had an annual conference at Atlantic City. Neither Dr. Polishook nor I were into gambling so, between sessions, we used to take to walking the boardwalk.
He was a nice man, kind, intelligent and with a strong character contained within his small frame. He had grown up in Brooklyn with a cousin of mine, Dr. Earl Blecker, as his boyhood best friend, so that was a shared link between us.
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