The Washington times., 1930-02-05
ROCKEFELLER s
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when prices were crashing down
ward on the New York stock
exchange and chaos reigned in
Wall Street. From the 3ecluSion
of his estate at Pocantico, po-
cantico Hills, N. Y. he formally
announced that he and his son,
John D. Rockefeller, jr., were
buying stocks" and that they
had the utmost confidence in the
basic structure Of American bust
ness.
Rockefeller still is optimistic on
business. He indicated that plainly
enough in this, one of his ex-
ceedingly rare interviews. He did
not want to touch on business at
all because "they"-meaning, no
doubt, the Standard Oil officials
in New York-would not like it.
After he had expressed his opinion
on business he caught himself up
and remarked: You better not
use that" But, urged to allow it
to go into print. He capitulated.
He was edging toward the first
tee to play his daily eight holes
of golf over the Ormond Beach
links at the time. He was Sched-
uled to tee off at precisely 1915.
and John D. or "Neighbor John, "
as the folks down here call him.
is the personification Of punctual-
ity.
The Rockefeller limousine had
pulled up before the palrn-Shaded
entrance to the golf course a few
minutes before. In the car were
those who were to make up the
foursome-Rockefeller, John P
White, of Cleveland; his pretty
daughter, Betty White, and Major
Max OSer. who Is the husband Of
Mrs. Mathilde Mccormick Oser
Rockefeller'S granddaughter.
Good morning." said Rocke
feller genially to q handful of
tourists who were there to catch
a glimpse of the man who has
made more money and given
away more money than any other
man in the world.
Slightly stopped of shoulders
yet surprisingly active, he walked
toward the group of tourists. He
asked a little boy in q Buster
Brown suit what his name was.
It was art"
Shakes Hands All Around
rs Art q good boy" he asked
the young woman who had the
lad in charge. He was. So Neigh
Dor John" dug. down in the long
pants he wears even when play
ing golf and produced q brand
new dime which he gave to the
wide-eyed boy. Then Rockefeller
shook hands with other visitors,
including Mr.. and Mrs. Albert
Gergerich, of Dubuque, Iowa, and
z. WeSSelhoft, a business man Of
Peoria, ILL.,, thanking them for
coming to see him.
Soon he was on the first tee,
addressing the ball. He did not
look his 90 years as he stood
there, peering down the fairway.
His small blue eyes were alert,
interested. He wore q gray pinch.
back coat, long trousers and a
gray cap pulled down over his
yellow-rimmed glasses. The sun
g.inted on his Silvery hair as he
slowly brought his club back.
At the top of his swing his
clun seemed to culver. Then he
brought it down and through the
ball, sending it whizzing straight
as an arrow down the fairway for
100 yards. There was O Smatter.
ing of applause from the brightly
garbed gallery. And then, happy
as q school boy. the famous phil
anthropiSt trudged down the fair
way accompanied by his golfinG
companions and four colored cad
dies. ..,..
Welcomes Reporters
I was at the Rockefeller estate
when Rockefeller'S limousine re
turned from the links and pulled
into the driveway, coming to q
stop before the easements, q low
rambling two-story mansion over
looking the palm-linked. Halifax
River. His secretary, NeSter w
Davis, apprised him of the pres
ence of the international News
Service correspondent. GraciouslS
Asnoush the CD: gtSewsn saAdi
LS& hind % 9o a.