I met Norman in 1975. He offered me three jobs: a combination in-house legal counsel, director of human resources and head of government relations. It was classic Brinker—cost-saving efficiency. When we traveled, everyone shared rooms. Norman never flew first class. He bought (slightly) used cars. Even when it came to polo, Norman, who had more money than most, was always looking for a way to buy horses below market. So much of Norman was a product of his humble New Mexico beginnings. He ...
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