Post by Benzo on Sept 18, 2018 9:20:29 GMT -4
Did I ever tell you folks about the time I met Arthur Decio? It's kind of a funny story given the oddly coincidental ending. (Which is what made me think of it now/again.)
It was while I was working as a hotel concierge; It was a typical night, right around 11 PM while things were slow, when this elderly gentleman came to check into his room. After asking his name and being told "Arthur Decio" he kind of gave me this sly grin as he waited on me, slowly turning into a slight frown as time passed. Eventually, he asks "Don't recognize my name?" with a hint of disappointment in his voice. He mentioned his relation to Steve Carell, though that wasn't enough to jog my memory and he retreated to his room in defeat.
It's worth mentioning that this was in Elkhart; What I did could almost be comparable to saying you don't recognize Mark Cuban in Bloomington of all places. Not that they're nearly the same on terms of net worth or fame, but both are kind of local heroes/legends in their respective cities/areas. (Although I do believe his first wife was a huge part of creating Sesame Street)
Fast forward to the end of my shift, I return home and find a television still on while everyone else was already asleep. I go to turn it off, but then I see a very familiar face appear on the screen. Curiously, I hit info and find out it's a documentary that was playing. It's title? "Arthur Decio: A Wonderful Life" (Which is what made me remember all of this.)
This thing doesn't exactly play every day, so the timing of it all couldn't be better. Or worse, depending on how you want to look at it. (This is only the second time in about 2 years or so that I've seen it air, to give some reference.) Seeing that, all I could think was "Whelp... Shit, I'm an asshole."
I still feel kind of bad just thinking about how disappointed he was. Not that he seemed like a very egotistical person or anything, but he definitely deserved some recognition in a place where he owned a large portion of the factories.
It was while I was working as a hotel concierge; It was a typical night, right around 11 PM while things were slow, when this elderly gentleman came to check into his room. After asking his name and being told "Arthur Decio" he kind of gave me this sly grin as he waited on me, slowly turning into a slight frown as time passed. Eventually, he asks "Don't recognize my name?" with a hint of disappointment in his voice. He mentioned his relation to Steve Carell, though that wasn't enough to jog my memory and he retreated to his room in defeat.
It's worth mentioning that this was in Elkhart; What I did could almost be comparable to saying you don't recognize Mark Cuban in Bloomington of all places. Not that they're nearly the same on terms of net worth or fame, but both are kind of local heroes/legends in their respective cities/areas. (Although I do believe his first wife was a huge part of creating Sesame Street)
Fast forward to the end of my shift, I return home and find a television still on while everyone else was already asleep. I go to turn it off, but then I see a very familiar face appear on the screen. Curiously, I hit info and find out it's a documentary that was playing. It's title? "Arthur Decio: A Wonderful Life" (Which is what made me remember all of this.)
This thing doesn't exactly play every day, so the timing of it all couldn't be better. Or worse, depending on how you want to look at it. (This is only the second time in about 2 years or so that I've seen it air, to give some reference.) Seeing that, all I could think was "Whelp... Shit, I'm an asshole."
I still feel kind of bad just thinking about how disappointed he was. Not that he seemed like a very egotistical person or anything, but he definitely deserved some recognition in a place where he owned a large portion of the factories.
