By WENDY RUDERMAN & BARBARA LAKER
LED ZEPPELIN blared from tinny car stereos. Richard Nixon, jowls shaking, proclaimed: "I am not a crook." Archie Bunker's rants on "All in the Family" made Americans laugh through an oil crisis. It was the mid-1970s, when many teenagers thought only of tuning in, turning on and dropping out. Not Richard Cohen. He dreamed of greatness. Cohen, son of a motel owner, was a bright and quiet Northeast High student with long, wavy brown hair and a peach-fuzz mustache. He didn't join a single sports or school activity. He stayed within his own cocoon of friends. "In his own way, he was really invisible," recalled Cohen's high school buddy Victor Kurtz. Few would have predicted that he would become what he is today: CEO of a multimillion-dollar sex empire - Philadelphia's King of Porn....[continued]
