What would I know about billionaires?
Apropos of Gunn football I posted a comment about Gordon Dyal, Gunn ‘79 Dartmouth ‘83, who I said had made tens of millions as a Wall Street Guy. Fact checking my own blurb – –the Palo Alto weekly gives you five minutes to edit your comment although it took me six — I learned that one he left wall street for a boutique agency at Columbus Circle near Carnegie Hall and two if he consulted on hundred billion dollar deals he might have made hundreds of millions himself. So I’m likely wrong by a factor of 10x which come to think of it might be true for qualitative things I say here. (It also says somewhere that he bought a huge ranch in Montana, likes to hunt, and is therefore an environmentalist and on the board of all the big save the planet groups) Gordon Dyal was more of a track guy than football. I Remember the Gunn seniors as being a great group of athletic smart and fun guys. I believe I spoke to him exactly once for a minute and a half in the basement of Phi Delt.
Krugman today who himself won a Nobel prize in economics compares a $60,000 worker with a $60 million man. What Does it mean if some of us are worth 1,000 times or 10,000 times what another one of us is? Sort of appropriately reminds me of the Orson Welles line in the third man about people looking like dots from the top of the Ferris wheel.
I wonder if Gordon Dyal will run into Glen Eberle of Boise Idaho — in my mind Idaho and Montana are sort of the same thing but neither is Wyoming or Dakota.
Glen is a former Olympic biathlon man, Dartmouth class of ‘85, who owns a company that makes technical gear for outdoorsman and sharpshooters of the legal variety.
ok another weird Segue But here is a picture of a lady arrested for selling churros in the subway without a churro-selling license:
Three more typical Dartmouth men, not billionaires but credits to their fields, indubitably old boy:
OK Ed told me once because for a minute there I would stay at the Gramercy Park Hotel before Ian Schrager bought it and I could afford it that he and his would move to Gramercy Park if they won the lottery. Meaning in this context thatbeven very successful very smart people usually know their limits, what parts of their world they are meant to tread. Or the meaning of dumb luck. Which reminds me that when I met Gene Tenace as a 10-year-old He showed me his World Series ring inscribed “S plus S equals S”.
Sweat plus sacrifice equals success, circa 1974.