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well known who came to Miami Beach, from anywhere in the
world, would stop in at Joe's. A list of Jesse's acquaintances,
several of whom became lifelong close friends, forms a
veritable Who's Who of the twentieth century. Will Rogers.
("Will Rogers was Will Rogers," Jesse remembered. "As
homespun as anybody could be-I liked him a lot.") Amelia
Earhart. ("She was down to earth. You knew where you stood
with her. If you'll pardon the expression, there was no
bullshit to her.") The Duke and Duchess of Windsor. Gloria
Swanson, America's closest thing to royalty. (Jesse: "I
thought she was this little doll. She used to come in
here with Joseph Kennedy, who was the great love, but
I didn't know it then! Hell, I was worried about my own
sex life.") J. Edgar Hoover. ("I was closer to J. Edgar
Hoover than I was to anyone else. I used to call him Gatling
Gun Joe.") Walter Winchell. ("People would say, 'How can
you be friendly with that son of a bitch?' And I'd say,
'Because he's my son of a bitch.' ") And Damon Runyon,
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