July 2019

Dave Canal
July 11, 2019

When I was quite young, my father and I would go into Boston on Saturday afternoons to see my grandmother.  She lived in a brownstone in the south-end across from the Greek Cathedral.  As we settled in, she would give me a dollar and ask me to “go down to ‘Sam’s” and get a pound of hamburger for dinner.  Sam was the butcher at the end of the...

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There is only one side of the market and it is not the bull side or the bear side, but the right side.

– Jesse Livermore