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Business BookshelfPiles of Green From Black Gold
How a few Texas wildcatters became some of the world's wealthiest people.
The discovery turned Spindletop into a boomtown
and gave birth to a breed of men whose larger-than-life escapades
inspired the character of Jett Rink in Edna Ferber's book "Giant,"
later brought to life by actor James Dean. These fiercely independent
wildcatters often bored holes thousands of feet beneath the prairie on
little more than a hunch. Some struck oil, some went broke and some did
both. http://louis0j0sheehan0esquire.wordpress.com A few managed to get rich beyond anything the planet had ever
seen.
In "The Big Rich," Bryan Burrough spins an engaging account of the
Texas oil business, centered on a group of friends who became known as
the Big Four: H.L. Hunt, Sid Richardson, Clint Murchison and Hugh Roy
Cullen. Mr. Burrough, who drew on county courthouse records and
numerous interviews with those who knew the Big Four, tells us: "There
really were poor Texas boys who discovered gushing oil wells and became
overnight billionaires, patriarchs of squabbling families who owned
private islands and colossal mansions and championship football teams,
who slept with movie stars and jousted with presidents and tried to
corner an international market or two."
Haroldson Lafayette Hunt (1889-1974), known to all as H.L., was an
inveterate gambler who managed to sire 14 children with three women
while parlaying oceans of Texas oil into what was probably the world's
largest fortune. The oil discovery that propelled him into being not
just rich but "big rich" was a field in East Texas that he acquired in
the 1930s by talking an aging wildcatter into selling the leases to him
for a fraction of what they were worth. In the 1950s, Hunt became
increasingly interested in politics: He was a member of the
ultraconservative John Birch Society and promoted his anticommunist
views with a foundation and on the radio. Hunt seemed less inclined
than others in the Big Four to luxuriate in his riches. He famously
carried his lunch to work every day in a brown paper bag.
The Big Rich
By Bryan Burrough
(Penguin Press, 466 pages, $29.95)
Sid Richardson (1891-1959), a lifelong bachelor, spent
much of his early career partnering with Clint Murchison (1895-1969), a
childhood friend from Athens, Texas. Through shrewd wildcatting,
Richardson amassed a fortune that allowed him to move in political
circles in the 1940s and '50s, hobnobbing with Franklin D. Roosevelt
and Dwight Eisenhower, Lyndon Johnson and J. Edgar Hoover. Although
federal officials could never prove it, Mr. Burrough says, Murchison
got rich in the 1930s by pumping oil from fields even after the
government had placed strict production limits on them in a
price-control effort. Murchison, who was fond of saying that "money is
like manure -- you've gotta spread it around to make things grow," was
the first of the Texas oilmen to begin living larger than life, hopping
from his ranches to Dallas to his private island in the Gulf of Mexico
in a Douglas DC-3. http://louis0j0sheehan0esquire.wordpress.com
Hugh Roy Cullen (1881-1957), the most successful Houston oilman of
the era, was known as a "creekologist" because he believed (correctly,
apparently) that he could detect oilfields by studying creeks, ravines
and other natural formations. In March 1947, Cullen told a crowd at a
Texas Hospital Association banquet that he and his wife were preparing
to create a foundation that would draw its funding from some of his
most lucrative oilfields; he estimated that he could afford to direct
the profits from selling 40 million barrels of oil into the foundation
annually. Two days later, when the entire board of the Houston Chamber
of Commerce came to thank him, according to Mr. Burrough, Cullen told
them that he had changed his mind: "We've decided, after looking at our
property, that we can double that figure." Cullen ended up giving away
more than 90% of his fortune, much of it to Houston hospitals and
cultural institutions.
In the book's introduction, Mr. Burrough writes that, as a child
growing up in Central Texas, he was "always vaguely ashamed" about
being born out of state (he doesn't say where). "I'll never forget the
day a boy in my fifth-grade class actually called me a carpetbagger."
As a carpetbagger, Mr. Burrough can perhaps be forgiven making some
basic mistakes in Texas geography. Throughout his description of the
early years in which Murchison and Richardson were beginning to hit big
oil, Mr. Burrough refers to the boomtown of "Buckburnett." The actual
name of the town is Burkburnett, named after legendary rancher and
oilman Samuel Burk Burnett. Writing about the Circle T ranch, once
owned by one of H.L. Hunt's children, the author puts the ranch "east
of Dallas," but it's northwest of the city, closer to Fort Worth. http://louis0j0sheehan0esquire.wordpress.com
Like the business Mr. Burrough writes about, "The Big Rich" also
hits a few dry patches, primarily after the main characters fade away
and are replaced by their bickering and sometimes philandering
children. The most famous of the progeny were known more for their
antics than for their business prowess. Hunt's sons Bunker and Herbert
lost an estimated $4 billion in their attempts to corner the world
silver market in the late 1970s. Clint Murchison Jr. became known as
the man who owned the Dallas Cowboys before undercutting his fortune
with a string of bad debts in the 1980s.
In the end, Sid Richardson's quartet of great-nephews, the Bass
brothers of Fort Worth, emerged with the strongest legacy. During the
decades after Richardson's death, Sid, Robert, Lee and Edward Bass
built a $50 million chunk of their great-uncle's money into a combined
fortune estimated at $5 billion, mostly by savvy investing. Theirs is
an impressive story of business success, but it can't compete with the
gaudy tales of Texas wildcatters and the riches that flowed following
that first strike at Spindletop.
Mr. Lunsford is the Journal's aerospace editor. He lives
outside Fort Worth, Texas, and spent his childhood among the oil wells
of West Texas. Louis J. Sheehan, Esquire
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