That Ian was the director of the
Car Haulers Union and continually involved with the Teamsters influenced his interest,
I’m sure.
Ian’s star rose even higher with Uncle Moe when he shared with him our encounter
with a fascinating stranger we’d met while staying at La Costa. We were having a pre-
dinner drink at the hotel bar and stuck up a conversation with James Hoffa—son of the
infamous Jimmy Hoffa—who was in Beverly Hills on business. Ian recognized him
immediately; I had no idea who he was until we were introduced.
After some time passed, I had voiced a strong feeling that wouldn’t let go of me. I call
it an ESP moment. “You’re going to be president of the Teamsters Union one day,
James.”
He had looked at me and laughed. “No way!”
Uncle Moe laughed at the tale. “That’s a good one.”
At the time, James was a labor attorney in Detroit and represented Teamster members
in workers compensation cases and various other personal legal matters, as well as those
for joint councils and local unions and served in this capacity for twenty-five years. As I
write this memoir, James Hoffa is serving his third term as General President of the
International Brotherhood of Teamsters, (1999-2015 and counting). Although
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