Ken Behr

One, I started working for Sandy, my bad dad, doing odd jobs, helping him with the smugglers, registering boats.

Turns out I had a really good talent to forge.

I had no idea.

So I'd sign titles.

And another thing they'd have me do, and I was like 18 or 19, they'd give me a couple million dollars in a Learjet and go, here, kid, take this to the Bahamas.

And I'd literally get on a Learjet, fly to the Bahamas and fly home, and they'd pay me $1,000.

And you might say, you took suitcases full of money to the Cayman Islands?

I'm sorry, did I say Bahamas or Cayman Islands?

Because what we do is fly to the Caymans and then go to the Bahamas.

We go to the Caymans where the banking is, sorry.

And for $1,000, but I was 18, it was 1970-something.

That's like $3,000, $4,000 today.

That's a lot at that age.

Yeah, and you're riding a Learjet.

One time, I tell the story, the pilots handed me a bottle of Dom as like a, you know, like, here you go, kid, I know your boss likes to drink this.

Ha!

And at that point, I've already drinking a lot of Dom Perignon.

We were already sat, you know, believe me, by the time we were 18, 19, we were already passing through lots of cash.

But I'd have been happy if they'd give me chocolate chip cookies and milk.

You know what I mean?