Well, Well, Well...
I found out something interesting today. At least, it was interesting to me.
See, I know this rich lady. I worked on her house. A lot. Busted my ass on numerous occasions, in fact. Just like a lot of other guys. She is a widow. Nice as she can be. At least, she's always been very pleasant to me and the other guys, and the stereotypical rich woman isn't always nice to the workers in the movies and TV shows. But she really is a sweet lady.
We had a warranty issue at her house that I had to go and start to take care of today. I knew she had married some rich dude, but I really had no clue as to who it might have been. I think she was rich already when she met him anyway because of either her first husband and the company he owned or she was born into that family, but I had no clue as to the source of wealth for her late husband.
I have no idea if she married into the Williamson family or is a Williamson by birth. That would be the Williamsons of Williamson Dickie Manufacturing. The legendary work clothes people of Ft. Worth. As you can tell, most of my information about the people who own the properties where I work is rumor at best and it's gathered at the breaktime campfire circle. (Now, after doing a bit of searching, yeah, she was in fact a Williamson.)
Anyway, as I learned today, her late husband went by the name of Lawrence Rawl. He was CEO of Exxon Mobil for a few years. I know this for a fact.
I found this very intriguing. I think my jaw dropped, actually. Man, would I have liked to have had the opportunity to talk to that man. But he's gone.
I feel sorry for Mrs. Rawl in a way. She obviously loved him very much and they had a lot of good times together and now he's gone. (I walk through the house, I see photos) That just sucks, but death is a part of life.
I keep telling people things like "I work on rich people's houses" but it doesn't seem to sink in with them. I told a friend about how I spent some time at the long deceased Amon Carter's poolside having a smoke. She had no clue who Amon Carter was.
You may not have a clue either, but I can almost guarantee he had an impact on your life, especially if you live in Texas:
http://www.tsha.utexas.edu/handbook/online/articles/CC/fca69.html
I like this link even better:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amon_G._Carter
That's another sonofabitch I'd like to spend some time with.
Anyway, I'm a nobody. A poor nobody. I just find it interesting to see how the rich folks live.
See, I know this rich lady. I worked on her house. A lot. Busted my ass on numerous occasions, in fact. Just like a lot of other guys. She is a widow. Nice as she can be. At least, she's always been very pleasant to me and the other guys, and the stereotypical rich woman isn't always nice to the workers in the movies and TV shows. But she really is a sweet lady.
We had a warranty issue at her house that I had to go and start to take care of today. I knew she had married some rich dude, but I really had no clue as to who it might have been. I think she was rich already when she met him anyway because of either her first husband and the company he owned or she was born into that family, but I had no clue as to the source of wealth for her late husband.
I have no idea if she married into the Williamson family or is a Williamson by birth. That would be the Williamsons of Williamson Dickie Manufacturing. The legendary work clothes people of Ft. Worth. As you can tell, most of my information about the people who own the properties where I work is rumor at best and it's gathered at the breaktime campfire circle. (Now, after doing a bit of searching, yeah, she was in fact a Williamson.)
Anyway, as I learned today, her late husband went by the name of Lawrence Rawl. He was CEO of Exxon Mobil for a few years. I know this for a fact.
I found this very intriguing. I think my jaw dropped, actually. Man, would I have liked to have had the opportunity to talk to that man. But he's gone.
I feel sorry for Mrs. Rawl in a way. She obviously loved him very much and they had a lot of good times together and now he's gone. (I walk through the house, I see photos) That just sucks, but death is a part of life.
I keep telling people things like "I work on rich people's houses" but it doesn't seem to sink in with them. I told a friend about how I spent some time at the long deceased Amon Carter's poolside having a smoke. She had no clue who Amon Carter was.
You may not have a clue either, but I can almost guarantee he had an impact on your life, especially if you live in Texas:
http://www.tsha.utexas.edu/handbook/online/articles/CC/fca69.html
I like this link even better:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amon_G._Carter
That's another sonofabitch I'd like to spend some time with.
Anyway, I'm a nobody. A poor nobody. I just find it interesting to see how the rich folks live.
posted by David Burrow at 4:54 PM
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