DeLeon recalls a night about 15 years ago when Judge Richette, “looking kind of frantic,” walked into Dirty Frank’s, a bar at 13th and Pine Streets, in search of a public phone.
She told DeLeon that she and her son had gotten into an argument as they were driving, and that he had broken off the key in the ignition and bolted, DeLeon says.
DeLeon and several others pushed the vehicle from the middle of 13th Street to the curb. “That’s when I knew the rumors [about their problematic relationship] were true,” he says.
Turmoil stalks a longtime judge in Phila. | Philadelphia Inquirer | 09/05/2007
This is an old article, but I did not notice at the time the reference to Dirty’s.
However, the judge’s son in this story used to come in the Apple store a lot when I worked there and every single time would get screaming mad about something. He was genuinely scary but spent tons of money, so the owner would never kick him out permanently.
Apparently the guy used to be the politics editor at city paper, I assume prior to going batshit crazy.
He also later exposed himself to a TV reporter.
