Thursday, January 18, 2007
In the hands of Gene Whitman, impropriety was a tool he used to pry open doors that stood between him and opportunity.
As an investment banker, he often found himself in the unenviable position of trying to reach a key official in a company, someone he had never met. The road to success led through blockades of receptionists, secretaries, and assistants.
"He'd reach a secretary who would say, 'Does he know the nature of the call?' And my father would say, 'How would he know the nature of the call, I haven't spoken to him yet,' " Chip Whitman said of his father's phone technique. "By the end of the call, he would have the secretary setting up the meeting."
Mr. Whitman, who lived in Wellesley Hills and kept homes in South Dartmouth and in Sarasota, Fla., died of a heart attack on Jan. 7 at a dinner dance in Sarasota. He was 71.
Read more of this obituary in today's Boston Globe.
-- Bryan Marquard