Stolen Quote: Misery

Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought six, result misery.

Charles Dickens, from David Copperfield

So if you’re miserable and want to know why, do the math.

Restoring the Name

Walter was an incurable stutterer, and this alone could have doomed him to obscurity in the long shadow cast by his parents. His father, Moses, had made a fortune in the publishing business as owner of the Daily Racing Form. Then in 1936, his dad purchased The Philadelphia Inquirer, which is currently the third oldest surviving newspaper in the United States.

His parents’ wealth enabled Walter to attend the prestigious Wharton School of Business. But he felt impatient to succeed as a businessman and stock investor, so he said, “T-t-to h-h-hhhell with Whar-Wharton,” and dropped out. Why, he belonged to a distinguished and wealthy family! His father was a great success! Surely he could succeed without all that Wharton education! Success was in his genes, after all.

But family fortunes come, and family fortunes go. In 1939, Moses was indicted for income tax evasion. He was fined $8 million, which at the time was the largest single tax fraud penalty in history. But even worse, he was sentenced to three years in prison.

The family name had been ruined, and their publishing empire began to crumble. Then, like the trials of Job, matters deteriorated further. Moses fell ill with a brain tumor. He was released from prison in 1942, and died six weeks later, at age 65.

By this time the family’s publishing businesses were floundering in oceans of red ink. Walter had seven sisters, but he was Moses’ only son. It was left to him to take over the helm. This 34-year-old dropout, who had stuttered all his life, now had to fill his father’s great shoes. He had to reach deep inside and dredge up what business skills he’d managed to hone, to try to salvage the family’s empire.

But in spite of being a dropout and stutterer, he proved a master! He truly had an instinct for business, and under his direction he raised negative Profit & Loss statements into positive numbers, transforming red ink into solid black. And this success left him feeling hungry. He purchased more print media, as well as some radio and television stations. He even created new publications, such as Seventeen magazine.

In 1947 he formed Triangle Publications, and brought all the family’s publishing businesses under its umbrella. And in 1952 he created TV Guide magazine, which everyone predicted would fail. With its surprising success, he proved himself a visionary in the publishing industry.

But Walter wasn’t all about money. He also had his causes. He got political, and campaigned for the Marshall Plan after World War II ended. In 1949, he used The Philadelphia Inquirer to rid the City of Brotherly Love of corruption in its government. And in the 1950s, he attacked the madness of McCarthyism.

But still, money was never far from his mind. In 1966, he used the Inquirer for both political and personal gain. Walter was the largest individual stockholder in the Pennsylvania Railroad, and he stood to make a windfall if it merged with the New York Central Railroad.

But the Democratic candidate for governor of Pennsylvania, Milton Shapp, vowed to stop the merger. One day, in a press conference, a reporter for the Inquirer asked Shapp if he had ever been a patient in a mental hospital. Shapp simply and honestly answered, “No.” The next day, the front page headline of the Inquirer proclaimed, “Shapp Denies Mental Institution Stay.” Shapp lost the election and blamed the Inquirer.

In the 1960s, Walter moved west and built the largest house in Riverside County, California. It was a 25,000 square-foot opulence with a pink roof, attached guest quarters, three guest cottages, a private 9-hole golf course, and 13 man-made lakes. He adorned the walls of the main house with original paintings by Picasso, Van Gogh, Wyeth, and Monet.

A 9-hole golf course, and this broad greensward, surround Walter’s house. Tickets to tour Walter’s house cost $55 per adult, and must be reserved on the 15th day of the prior month, on a first-come, first-served basis. And they’re all snapped up within an hour or two of going on sale.

Walter dubbed his huge estate, “Sunnylands,” and was determined to make it the “Camp David of the West.” And he largely succeeded, as it became a magnet for U.S. presidents and other political leaders. During the lifetimes of Walter and his wife, Leonore, this 200-acre estate that glittered in the desert of Rancho Mirage, California, hosted eight current and former presidents. These were Eisenhower, Nixon, Ford, Reagan, Clinton, both Bushes, and Obama.

The driveway leading to the front door of Walter’s house. The fountain is called the “Mayan Column,” and complements the house’s Mayan-style architecture.

It also hosted the refugee family of the Shah of Iran, who had fled the Islamic Revolution. Other foreign dignitaries included Chinese President Xi Jinping, British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Phillip, and occasional visits by Prince Charles. Royalty from the entertainment world frequented the estate too, including George Burns, Bob Hope, Bing Crosby, Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis, Jr., Gregory Peck, Mary Martin, and Truman Capote.

This peacock sculpture fronts a room where President Barack Obama dined with Chinese President Xi Jinping, in June 2013. Their two-day meeting at Walter’s home resulted in an agreement to work together to control hydrofluorocarbon emissions. They also discussed issues related to cybersecurity and North Korea. Photos aren’t allowed inside the house, so this was the best I could do, to get a picture of the room.

And this only scratches the surface of the many luminaries who have tossed away their cares and relaxed at Sunnylands. Even today, long after Walter’s death, his estate is used by prominent VIPs for meetings and retreats.

Walter’s swimming pool and golf course beckon, below the magnificent backdrop of the San Jacinto mountains. Sunnylands was one of President Obama’s favorite vacation destinations. Even today, as a former president, he frequently visits to play golf.

Walter was a good friend of President Richard Nixon, and Nixon reciprocated this friendship by appointing him ambassador to the United Kingdom. He distinguished himself in that capacity from 1969 to October 1974, stepping down two months after Nixon’s resignation.

President Nixon being served cake on his 61st birthday, on 1/9/74. Walter is at the far left, seated next to First Lady Pat Nixon.

Nixon often visited Sunnylands during his presidency. In fact he wrote his State of the Union address in January 1974, while a guest at Walter’s estate. And on September 8th, 1974, Tricky Dick was Walter’s guest when President Ford announced to the nation his decision to grant Nixon “a full, free and absolute pardon.”

Ronald Reagan was also a regular guest at Walter’s estate, and celebrated New Year’s Eve with Walter and his wife, 18 times between 1974 and 1993, including all eight years that he was president.

During those years, Sunnylands was more commonly known as the Annenberg Estate; Annenberg being Walter’s last name. Walter had striven for many years to rehabilitate his family’s name, and Sunnylands did much to dissolve the tarnish.

This cantilevered portico at the front door of Annenberg’s house provides a clue to the interior design. Exterior elements flow seamlessly into the interior. The recessed square designs in the portico’s ceiling are also found in the interior ceiling.

Beginning in 1969, Walter began selling off the assets of Triangle Publications, while devoting himself more and more to philanthropy. The first to go was The Philadelphia Inquirer, to appease Milton Shapp, who complained of a smear campaign against him. A year later, Shapp was finally elected governor.

Radio and TV stations were gradually divested. Finally, in 1988, the remaining assets of Triangle Publications were sold to Rupert Murdoch for 2.83 billion dollars. This was one of the largest financial transactions ever, at that time.

This labyrinth in the Visitor Center gardens reminds me of the labyrinthine nature of politics that no doubt manifested frequently at Sunnylands.

In 1989, Walter used his billions from the Murdoch transaction to establish the Annenberg Foundation. This philanthropic giant lumbers on to this day, funding non-profit organizations throughout the United States and world.

Walter succumbed to pneumonia in 2002, at age 94. His wife, Leonore, carried on with the family’s philanthropy until her death in 2009. Now his 84-year-old daughter, Wallis, presides over the Annenberg Foundation.

A reflecting pool and serried barrel cacti in the garden. After Leonore’s death in 2009, a Visitor Center was constructed. Sunnylands was opened to the public in 2012, with free admission to the Visitor Center and gardens, along with relatively expensive and hard-to-obtain tours of the Annenberg’s house.

It’s estimated that during Walter’s lifetime, he donated over $2 billion to various non-profits. His family name blazes across school buildings, libraries, theaters, and hospitals across the U.S.A. And this name bears witness to his generosity.

But more importantly, this name, that was once uttered in contempt by Americans, is now highly regarded by most anyone familiar with it, no matter their political persuasion. A name restored to honor by the hard work and caring heart of Moses’ loyal son, Walter Annenberg.

This man-made lake adds an exotic touch to the desert home of Walter and Leonore Annenberg.



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