My great-grandfather left behind a memoir he typed himself. It begins in 1913 as he’s building the first iteration of his Oregon lumber company—in the time of wagons and telegrams. By 1917, he was turning a profit of more than $1,000 per month.
Shunning photos and selfies with fans, his episode of Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee is titled “Nobody says, ‘I wish I had a camera,'" a nod to his desire to interact and make memories with fans instead of snapping a photo.