When he first went to work as a solicitor for the Metropolitan Life Insurance Co. five years ago, Haley Fiske Jr. met some glum life insurance solicitors. His father, Haley Fiske Sr., was president of the company. Some salesmen sneered: smart son, going to work for rich father; others sneered: smart father, providing for doltish son. Son Fiske, no dolt, proved himself no selling genius his first year as an insurance solicitor. His chief business experience, previously, had been in the export field. But he had listened to his father discourse on life...
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