My Oligarch
by Gary | Dec 8, 2018 | 0 comments
What’s the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the term “oligarch?” Lemme guess: a rare butterfly, distress in the small intestine, the nth power of zero, or, or, or… a really rich Rooskie who has a palatial estate in the south of France and an 8000 square foot flat in Trump Tower. Okay, I know I shouldn’t use an ethnically pejorative term to describe a person, but, by golly, I can’t help myself. Be honest, you thought of a Russian, too. In fact, I don’t believe there is any such thing as a Canadian oligarch or a Uruguayan oligarch. To be an oligarch you just gotta be a Rooskie, er, I mean Russian. And...
Gary J. Fernandes
After 30 years in the world of big business, Gary “retired” to pursue long ignored interests. While continuing his involvement in the corporate world by serving as a director of several public companies, he has, among other things, traveled the world in pursuit of the perfect bird photograph, served national and local charities as a director and donor, developed a personal web site as a platform for his writing on subjects of personal interest, and, occasionally, taken time to smell the roses.
Gary and his wife Sandra, shuttle between their condo in Dallas and their farm in Fannin county, Texas where they indulge themselves in organic gardening, long walks and entertaining friends and family.