Oh my, this has put me over 5000. I didn't mean to mark the occasion with Leona.
But life is like that.
There is the side of her that few people got to see. The maternal side.
This is the tale of her only Son and Granddaughter.
Leona was (to put it mildly) a shrewd business person. This former model (She was a Chesterfield Girl) turned real estate broker- turned hotel president worked very hard to get where she got and expected the same of her son. She put her son in charge of a purchasing company and made him do her dirty work. She demanded kick backs and finders fees on top of the lowest rates for everything.
Perhaps you recall ads that said something like "I wouldn't settle for skimpy towels, why should you?" Well she wanted to buy those large luxurious towels from Fieldcrest for 10¢ on the dollar. And she wanted her son to do the deal and get her a finder's fee. The poor boy had already been thrown under the bus for some of her crap and almost went to jail for it. But the great towel hunt really did him in. He died of a heart attack late at night at his desk. Over towels.
Never actually guilty of anything, Leona needed an outlet for her sorrows. She needed someone to blame. So she decided that the reason she lost her only son was because her son's widow and child put too much pressure on him to provide. Despite Leona's remarkable wealth, her son's family lived in a rather modest suburban middle-class home. She actually decided that because "those fucking pushy people" (that would be her son's widow and her grandchild) wanted too much from him, that they killed him. And despite her BILLIONS, she sued them for his humble assets and they were forced from their home.
She threw a widow and her granddaughter out into the street after they lost their husband/daddy. For real.
The house was probably worth $300,000 tops, but she needed it on top of her $7 Billion more than her granddaughter needed a home. I was horrified.
But life is like that.There is the side of her that few people got to see. The maternal side.
This is the tale of her only Son and Granddaughter.
Leona was (to put it mildly) a shrewd business person. This former model (She was a Chesterfield Girl) turned real estate broker- turned hotel president worked very hard to get where she got and expected the same of her son. She put her son in charge of a purchasing company and made him do her dirty work. She demanded kick backs and finders fees on top of the lowest rates for everything.
Perhaps you recall ads that said something like "I wouldn't settle for skimpy towels, why should you?" Well she wanted to buy those large luxurious towels from Fieldcrest for 10¢ on the dollar. And she wanted her son to do the deal and get her a finder's fee. The poor boy had already been thrown under the bus for some of her crap and almost went to jail for it. But the great towel hunt really did him in. He died of a heart attack late at night at his desk. Over towels.
Never actually guilty of anything, Leona needed an outlet for her sorrows. She needed someone to blame. So she decided that the reason she lost her only son was because her son's widow and child put too much pressure on him to provide. Despite Leona's remarkable wealth, her son's family lived in a rather modest suburban middle-class home. She actually decided that because "those fucking pushy people" (that would be her son's widow and her grandchild) wanted too much from him, that they killed him. And despite her BILLIONS, she sued them for his humble assets and they were forced from their home.
She threw a widow and her granddaughter out into the street after they lost their husband/daddy. For real.

