The Devil's Casino_ Friendship, Betrayal - Vicky Ward [60]
"I said to Dick at one point that I thought this move was going to make life even more
difficult for me, and I was tired and frustrated. And so I said that if he made Joe and me
co-presidents, I'd do it, because then I still had to battle it out with Joe but at least I could
turn around and tell the [executive committee] what to do. Dick basically said no, partly
because I think he was very skittish about what had happened with Chris--he didn't want
to be walled off from the organization again. He said no, and so I said, 'I quit.'"
Fuld acted as though this conversation had never happened. He kept appearing in Cecil's
office, even after Cecil's notice had been given in April 2000, to the point that Cecil
moved his office to a different floor in the building in June 2000. He hung around only at
Fuld 's request to make a smooth transition. David Goldfarb, the former controller, was
eventually made CFO. Unlike Cecil, Goldfarb talked often and loudly.
"Goldfarb rubbed a lot people the wrong way," says a colleague. "He was very vocal and
very critical of everyone else's divisions, which, of course, the division heads didn't like.
They viewed him as just an overopinionated accountant. He had never run a division."
Fuld, however, liked the fact that Goldfarb didn't care if he undermined division heads in
front of them. It was refreshing around that table to hear from someone not paralyzed
with a fear of saying the wrong thing.
Chapter 12
Lehman's Desperate Housewives
On Wall Street, they pay you so much that they own you. You know? So it's different.
They have your soul. You gave it to them for the money.
--Karin (Mrs. Bradley) Jack
Lehman senior executives were expected to have wives. And, if possible, they were
supposed to be happy with them--or at least pretend to be. One of the things that troubled
Dick Fuld--openly--about Scott Freidheim, the young banker who was appointed
managing director, office of the chairman, in 1996 and then became global head of
strategy in 2005, was that he waited until he was 42 to get married. Fuld wanted all his
executives to be as settled domestically as he was.
He hated to see signs of marital discord. During the annual Lehman retreat at the Fulds'
ranch in Sun Valley, it wasn't uncommon for Dick to pull one of his guests aside and ask
him numerous questions about his home life to make sure everything was all right.
"Are you all having trouble?" he asked Bradley Jack, after overhearing an argument
between Jack and his wife Karin. "He really wanted to know," recalls Karin. "He didn't
think Brad and I looked happy enough. It really worried him." (Brad Jack concurred with
Karin's recollection.)
No one ever heard the Fulds argue--although Karin Jack says she heard Dick berate
Kathy when she was 10 minutes late bringing the wives back from an expedition in Sun
Valley. This was a rare occurrence. Within his own family, Dick had a rule. He told his
children, "Disagree with me all you want in private. But never air your domestic
grievances in public." The Fulds were, publicly at least, one of the happiest couples on
the planet.
But, as the dramas played out in the Lehman offices, they also played out among the
wives. Many of them were as competitive as their husbands, and they ruthlessly criticized
or exploited any perceived weaknesses of their rivals.
The wives of executive committee members had to attend numerous Lehman functions,
such as the annual induction of managing directors. They were expected to contribute to
the numerous philanthropic causes Lehman supported (this number grew greatly once
those endeavors fell under the purview of Gregory). Each couple was expected to make
annual donations to the American Red Cross, Harlem's Children Zone, the American
Friends of London Business School, and various hospitals--all of which often totaled
more than $32 million each year in Lehman donations.
Over the years there were more and more corporate