perldiver

My Dad's annual meeting was today.  He runs a hedge fund based in CT; the meeting was at the Mandarin Oriental Hotel here in the city; my grandmother (Frances, but we call her Gogo because even at 96 she's still a dynamo) came in, along with my aunt Ginny.  Dad had some high-powered speakers (most notably Professor Feldstein), and the presentation was, as always, great.  The amount that I know about finance could be straightforwardly etched on the head of a pin, and would still leave room for an overstrength battalion of angels to dance the fandango around it.  Nonetheless, Dad and his team do such a great job of communication--not just lecturing or speaking, but communicating--at these meetings that I always come away feeling smarter and better educated.

Plus, hey...free food.  :>


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