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    Talkin’ Big—How an Iowa Farm Boy Beat the Odds to Found and Lead One of the World’s Largest Brokerage Firms, coming out this month from Skyhorse Publishing. Just in time for the holidays!

    Hot off the Press: Tom Dittmer Memoir!

    You are always looking for something fun to read. And  a book called Talkin’ Big sounds like a hoot just from the title, right? I agree! Well, dear reader, this would be His Grace’s memoir.

    Talkin’ Big—How an Iowa Farm Boy Beat the Odds to Found and Lead One of the World’s Largest Brokerage Firms, coming out this month from Skyhorse Publishing.

    Though I have not written a blog post since the Hoover administration, you may recall that I refer to my darlin’ husband as His Grace, and he has been a good sport about my teasing him in this space, like the time we were in France and he said “MAGNIFICO!” because everybody knows that is French for where is the men’s room.

    He has done some other amazing things, too, such as:

    Raised by a single mother, young Tom Dittmer (aka His Grace) had barely the grades to graduate high school, let alone overcome poverty, illness, dyslexia, and a crippling stutter. 

    With his grandpa, the pipsqueak entrepreneur and budding cowboy.

    And yet he managed to graduate college (his mother cried for a week); serve in an elite military unit; be appointed a White House Social Aide; meet and marry a beautiful Texan (that would be Frances I; I am Frances II), and make a million dollars by the time he was 30. Srsly.

    The Ed Sullivan Show was a big deal back then. That is Tom in the middle, looking like a handsome extra on “Frozen”. For those of you born in the 21st century, ask your mama about Ed Sullivan. He was major.

    The financial futures business in 1970s Chicago was the Wild West, and Tom was a gunslinger with the best (and worst) of them.

    In a calm moment, the trading floor of the Chicago Board of Trade, ca. 1965. Each “pit” represented a different commodity. Prices were recorded on chalkboards above, surrounding the perimeter. People would do goofy stuff like walk in with a wet umbrella (with not a drop of rain outside), and the place would go crazy because people would think it was raining, which meant the crops would be plentiful, and the prices would go down, and they’d trade accordingly. Things got very lively and sometimes downright dangerous. Photo by PhotoQuest/Getty Images

    In a place and time like no other, Tom was smack in the middle of it, pushing, shoving, and persevering. Oh, and he co-founded a huge brokerage firm. I almost forgot to say that. It doesn’t exist today, and that is really sad. It hasn’t all been roses, trust me. 

    By turns hilarious and heartbreaking, occasionally off-color but always colorful, Tom tells his story in a chain of events that reads like a movie script, with characters including celebrities, sovereigns, fugitives, financiers, Nobel laureates, and no-good scoundrels.

    The London company of Tom’s firm traded sugar for Cuba. Tom was not a fan of Castro’s, but they became cordial acquaintances. Cuba gave Refco a ton of business. Be sure to read the part about coming back into the US with all those cigars 😮 !

    Talkin’ Big is about living large, winning big, losing badly, and staying true to who you are. Through it all, he’s had the grace and chutzpah to enjoy the whole ride, and you can’t help but enjoy it, too.

    I mean the pictures alone…

    Down on the farm: Tom’s grandfather, uncle, and a highly aromatic coon dog named Ring, with his unfortunate quarry.

    The title is Talkin’ Big because that is what he likes to do. Come on, he’ll say, let’s go out on the porch and smoke cigars and talk big. But in a cute way, not a stuck-up-I’m-a-big-deal way. Because otherwise I wouldn’t have gone on the second date.

    I love a man who can rock a Zorro costume with an almost straight face.

    Once a cowboy always a cowboy. Tom the Californio riding in the Santa Barbara Fiesta parade a few years ago. This photo isn’t in the book, but I love it.

    Men are hard to buy presents for unless they have, like, a Barbie collection or something, so Talkin’ Big is a good gift for them. Just sayin’. Get yours by clicking here,* and thank you. A Zorro costume is always good, too. Heck, get both.

    Oh, and you’ll be doing good: All the profits from Talkin’ Big go to this great school on the West Side of Chicago called Providence St. Mel, which we need more of in this world.

    Tom today, at home on our ranch in Los Olivos, Rancho la Zaca. Photo by Everett Lawley

    Happy Trails and keep Talkin’ Big,

    Frances

    *The links above are to TomDittmer.com, and you can get a signed copy via there, or order from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Indie Books, et al.

     

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