XIII THE MECHANICAL EAR Jimmy came up with a $1.5 million loan, which helped us out in the short term, but it really wasn't theanswer to our long-term problem. Among other things, Walton Enterprises owns banks in several towns around here. Jim and a partnerown the local newspaper, theDaily Record. The story of buying theRecord shows just how far we'vecome from those days when Helen could just sashay through the store and pick up what she wantedapractice, by the way, that I always frowned on. Back before we went public with Wal-Mart, I bought thenewspaper figuring that we would have a cheap place to print our circulars. I think I only paid $65,000for that old paper. When we went public, though, some New York lawyers came down and told us wehad to sell the paper to Wal-Mart because otherwise we would be taking advantage of the publiccompany if we continued to print the circulars. So we sold it to Wal-Mart at cost, about $110,000 bythen. Well, years later, Jim decides he wants to buy the paper. So we had an outside consultant come inand tell Wal-Mart what it was worth. Jim and his partner paid $1.1 million for that darned paper. It'sbeen marginally profitable at best, and it quit printing Wal-Mart circulars years ago. The point I'm tryingto make is that we as a family have bent over backward not to take advantage of Wal-Mart, not to pressour ownership position unfairly, and everybody in the company knows it. I do admit to worrying sometimes about future generations of the Waltons. I know it's unrealistic of meto expect them all to get up and throw paper routes, and I know it's something I can't control. But I'dhate to see any descendants of mine fall into the category of what I'd call "idle rich"a group I've neverhad much use for. I really hope that somehow the values both Helen and I, and our kids, have alwaysembraced can be passed on down through the generations. And even if these little future Waltons don'tfeel the need to work from dawn on into the night to stay ahead of the bill collector, I hope they'll feelcompelled to do something productive and useful and challenging with their lives. Maybe it's time for aWalton to start thinking about going into medical research and working on cures for cancer, or figuringout new ways to bring culture and education to the underprivileged, or becoming missionaries for freeenterprise in the Third World. Or maybeand this is strictly my ideathere's another Walton merchantlurking in the wings somewhere down the line. 自拍亚洲偷丁香五月 "I didn't suspect our friend with the imperial of being a philanthropist," he thought. "His letters certainly didn't read that way. Why the deuce did he take the risk of kidnapping Bobo from McGann's if he only meant to bring him home? It beats the Dutch!"