i looked at him and i said, joe, mr. loeb is probably rolling over in his grave right now. he immediately pulled out a copy of an editorial i have had for the last 35 years hanging in a cold frame -- gold frame hanging next to the mirror in my bathroom telling me that humility is always preferred. i was having a debate with jesse helms, who later became my friend. i wrote the preface for his book. i am still friends with his wife and children. but jesse was a waxing eloquently in our first year in the senate about why senators did not deserve to be paid. i found that someone difficult been listed as the poorest man in the congress, literally. jesse had significant wealth at the time. i got up and joe says i always say what i mean, the problem is, i say it. i stood up and i said, i can understand why the senator from north carolina is not think he is worth $42,500, but the rest of us are. with that, mr.loeb did a front- page black box editorial that titled "concedes." he said, i am here, and he has not come back to grab joe. mark, is an honor to be with you. mark and "the po