The Snowball_ Warren Buffett and the Business of Life - Alice Schroeder [113]
This didn’t get in the way of his rapid ascent at Graham-Newman. Within eighteen months of his starting there, both Ben Graham and Jerry Newman seemed to be treating Warren as a potential partner, which meant a certain amount of family socializing. In mid-1955, even the dyspeptic Jerry Newman extended an invitation to the Buffetts to what they thought was to be a “picnic” at Meadowpond, the Newmans’ mansion in Lewisboro, New York. Susie arrived wearing something suitable for a hayride, only to find the other women in dresses and pearls. Though they felt like a couple of hillbillies, the faux pas did nothing to hurt Warren’s golden boy status.
Walter Schloss was not invited to events like these. He had been pigeonholed as a journeyman employee who would never rise to partnership. Jerry Newman, who rarely bothered to be kind to anyone, treated Schloss with more than his usual contempt, so Schloss, married with two young children, decided to strike out on his own. It took him a while to get up the nerve to tell Graham,21 but by the end of 1955 he had started his own investment partnership, funded with $100,000 raised from a group of partners whose names, as Buffett later put it, “were straight from a roll call at Ellis Island.”22
Buffett was certain that Schloss could apply Graham’s methods successfully and admired him for having the guts to set up his own firm. Though he worried that “Big Walter” was starting out with so little capital that he would not be able to feed his family,23 Buffett put not a dime of his own money into Schloss’s partnership, just as he had not invested in Graham-Newman. It would be unthinkable for Warren Buffett to let someone else invest his money.
He did find someone to replace Schloss, however. Buffett had met Tom Knapp at a luncheon at Blythe and Company down on Wall Street.24 Ten years older than Warren, tall, handsome, dark-haired, blessed with a wicked sense of humor, Knapp had taken one of David Dodd’s night courses and gotten hooked; he changed his major from chemistry to business on the spot. Graham hired Knapp as the second gentile in the firm. “I told Jerry Newman, ‘It’s the old story—you hire one gentile, they take over the place,’” Buffett says.
By the time Knapp was sitting at Walter Schloss’s old desk next to Buffett, Warren had begun to be aware of the private side of Graham’s life. Knapp himself got initiated when Graham invited him to watch a speech at the New School for Social Research, where, he says, he found himself seated at a table with six women. “As Ben spoke,” Knapp says, “I became aware that each one of those women was in love with him. And they didn’t seem to be jealous of each other, and they all seemed to know him very, very well.”25
Indeed, by early 1956, Graham was bored by investing: his outside interests—women, the classics, and fine arts—tugged at him so strongly that he had a foot out the door. One day when Knapp was out, the receptionist directed a gangly young man into the windowless lair where Warren was filling out forms. Looming over him was Ed Anderson, who explained that he was a chemist, like Knapp, not a professional investor. He worked at the Livermore Laboratory of the Atomic Energy Commission in California, but followed the market in his spare time. He had read The Intelligent Investor, with its copious examples of cheap stocks like Easy