Musing

One of the most interesting people I know was the late Henry Viscardi. He was born with twisted legs and spent much of his early life in hospitals before his feet were eventually amputated. Eleanor Roosevelt heard of him and convinced FDR to hire him to work with WWII veterans with amputations. After a successful tour of duty in Washington he went back to NYC but was not interested in returning to Wall Street. He was written up in the home town paper and a young man who had no hands called him saying that since he could not find a job he was thinking of killing himself. Henry said, "No I will hire you come to work Monday morning." Of course, Henry did not have a job himself but with that he opened up Abilities Inc. that went on to become a major electronic company that hired disabled people. Henry loved to say you should think of six impossible things to do before breakfast each day. Henry was married, had children and successful worldwide in developing employment programs and schools for disabled people. Henry was in his nineties when he died. My father had only one leg but was an insurance company executive. There was a man who was no more disabled than my father who sold pencils on the skyscraper steps where my father had a pent house office. I often wondered why one man does as Henry did and another fails to grab the wheels of life. The pencil salesman lived in a shanty under the bridge and died a wealthy man because he learned to invest wisely. but there was no one to leave his fortune to. Why?, FW, Stafford, VA

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