gantos. anybody remember gantos? i tried to get my father to buy stock, and he would have nothing and i said let's take a trip to franklin mills, a giant outlet mall outside philadelphia. that may father used to go as he called on merchants for boxes and bags. there was a giant gantos. we said we going to sit on a bench and watch. and only about a dozen people entered the darn store, and i couldn't remember if we saw one guy or one woman coming out with a bag. i shorted the company that monday and stayed short pretty much until the whole thing went to zero, got liquidated. gantos made me skeptical. i'm offering a way this show can i try to imagine my mother being a caller. i try to keep the skepticism of the gantos lesson that my father taught me. i help you through the giants and the gantoses. it increases the odds of individual stock investing while minimizing the risk of individual stock ownership. my mom was no genius in stocks, but she did have a genuine interest. my dad was a genius in retail, i'd like to think