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Edward Carter Forty Years in Forty Minutes (this is page 20 of 38)
I filled the house that summer with plane-loads of friends from London; it culminated in a board meeting I'd scheduled for my birthday in August.
No matter what one's American credentials, the Europeans have a different value system. I felt having my directors come to see some of my roots would ease the plans I had for the future. However, as they came down the drive, I saw how silly it all was. Where was the integrity of my values? I went to the safe, withdrew all the share certificates, and brought the meeting to order. "Gentlemen, I will sign over these certificates and turn the companies over to you... ," a shocked stillness echoed my words, " ...if you will kindly pack your bags and be gone by morning."
Please email me your travel tales, "postcards," and questions. I'll publish the most interesting, appropriate or outrageous in Correspondence - All the best, Ted (short for Edward)
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