The busty teen bride's official date of retirement after 41 years of hard work down around Wall Street ($109-a-week margin clerk at Merrill for starters) begins at the end of Friday, June 5th.

A couple of months ago she caught an OK to forsake her last day of labor to stay home. I understand that it was tear-jerk time as colleagues and friends and the Bank Of America (what swallowed Ed Norton's Merrill Lynch, Pierce, Fenner and Ziggy) have been dragging her around for a couple of weeks for a gala retirement dinner and smaller intimate dinners among tight friends and co-workers and people who just loved her for working for her. And people who worked with her as fellow snuffies decades ago.

Well, her multi-millionaire boss has asked her to work her PC and the phones on Friday from home. Mary has access to her PC at work and large data bases at Bank of America via satellite and has never been on double secret probation by Dean Wormer.

Work makes money and nobody is irreplaceable. Nobody, not even a busty teen gal from the nuns at Dominican High School who used to roll up her plaid uniform skirt at the waist to flash some leg to a guy 21 just out of the Marine Corps is irreplaceable.

I hope to get old with the teen bride right after I become as wealthy as she is on Belmont Day.