What They’re Thinking: Jack Wayman
I learned so much from him. For two years, he picked me up in his big La Salle every morning. We owned our own airstrip, our own airplanes. He hired my friends, pilots in the army, and we’d fly to Costa Rica, the Eleuthera Islands (in the Bahamas). We’d fly ahead of the Alcoa fruit into Atlanta, Charlotte, New York, Philadelphia, Boston, go to all the produce markets and sell it, then re-route it on the train. It was a great two years.
Davis encouraged six of his employees, all married with kids, to go Georgetown University School of Foreign Service. You could take two tracks: international business or diplomatic. We moved to Washington, D.C., and took the international track.
Diplomacy? You learn it on the job. At Georgetown, you learn the art of compromise; it was completely different from the Army.