My aunt Theresa Paparelli died this Thanksgiving Day 2005. She had a business secret that she used for her life and passed on to her son and me. Her husband, my mothers brother Sam was a roofer. He worked on repairing and putting on new roofs on homes and businesses. He worked for some rich guy. His wife always wanted him to go into business for himself. He did not listen to her. And he was always collecting unemployment in the winter months when he was not working.

That did not stop my aunt. She knew nothing about the hair salon business but that did not stop her. She hired people that did this for her and worked on the business and not in it. She later sold it. She told the secret to her 3 living sons and they started a bar. And they knew nothing about running a bar they hired the right people and delegated.

You should see this bar it has so many TV that I could not count them. And the help the hired knew how to treat customers, like kings. They had so much space and besides the wake there were a heck of a lot of customers on that Monday morning when we buried my aunt.

You dont have to know how to run a business or have skills for the business on what it does. You may not start a doctor or lawyer practice without being a lawyer yet there is one smart guy in my town that has several offices and does not practice law and he is a lawyer. He worked on the business and hired associates to do the caseloads. He is one the riches lawyer in several counties of Pennsylvania.

One of my students when I taught gave me an article and unlined this statement because he knows I practice that secret to some extent.

This article was about Kemmons Wilson. You dont know who he was ok but you probably stayed at one of his hotels. He was the founder of Holiday Inns. And one of his 20 principles is: No Job is too hard as long as you are smart enough to find someone else to do it.

I do know my aunt was a great reader. What she read I do not know. She might had learned the secret from reading like I research all that I know. But that something I never asked her and she took it to the grave.

I miss her. She was still beautiful as when she was young now at death at 77 years of age. They only way you could tell she was old is by her hands. She was a worker on the businesses she and her sons had.

The she dealt with two of the most always tragic parts of live her oldest son died my friend, Tony died and so did her youngest Steven long before she died.

At Stevens funeral she ask me why does God allow these things to happen. I could say which is still true today. I am not smart enough to know.