Goodbye to Perry and Opal Mills
I rise to invoke personal privilege, to say my personal good bye to Perry Mills, a (very) friendly competitor. This community will miss him. Seldom frowning, even when he was physically hurting, Perry is a Prince of a Man.
His friends will gather to say goodbye at the Pavilion on Saturday, March 26, 2-4 p.m. Please join us.
When Jean and I moved to the Meadows more than 10 years ago, we bought our home from Perry...and I hung my license in his office for several years while I was inactive in real estate. I acted as Perry's marketing arm, pro bono, for years, then he worked for me in Hidden Meadows Realty for several years.
He and his wife came to dinner many years ago and his lovely wife, Opal, broke her hip in our living room. I offered to pay for her care, or to have my insurance take care of his bills -- he refused the offer with a wave: "I sold this home to you...I should have warned her about that step. I knew about that step."
He was always the nicest man, and honest beyond reproach. An old-fashioned hones man in a less-than-honest modern world.
He helped me open the office next to his, and when our office was not quite ready, he left on vacation and brought me the key to his office: "Use my office, my telephones, my computer, and my files...every dollar you generate from my office is all yours."
That is the attitude of a friend, not a competitor. When he ran into computer problems, I helped him and finally placed him on my wireless network without charge.
This is the passing of an era in the Meadows. Perry will be missed.
His friends will gather to say goodbye at the Pavilion on Saturday, March 26, 2-4 p.m. Please join us.
When Jean and I moved to the Meadows more than 10 years ago, we bought our home from Perry...and I hung my license in his office for several years while I was inactive in real estate. I acted as Perry's marketing arm, pro bono, for years, then he worked for me in Hidden Meadows Realty for several years.
He and his wife came to dinner many years ago and his lovely wife, Opal, broke her hip in our living room. I offered to pay for her care, or to have my insurance take care of his bills -- he refused the offer with a wave: "I sold this home to you...I should have warned her about that step. I knew about that step."
He was always the nicest man, and honest beyond reproach. An old-fashioned hones man in a less-than-honest modern world.
He helped me open the office next to his, and when our office was not quite ready, he left on vacation and brought me the key to his office: "Use my office, my telephones, my computer, and my files...every dollar you generate from my office is all yours."
That is the attitude of a friend, not a competitor. When he ran into computer problems, I helped him and finally placed him on my wireless network without charge.
This is the passing of an era in the Meadows. Perry will be missed.
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