Postcards: The One and Only Tim Melvin

I learned a lot from this man... more than I learned from Warren Buffett, Bill Ackman, or anyone else you can pitch. Let's talk about the greatest lesson he every taught me

Dear Fellow Expat:

In late 2011… I met my in-laws.

It went poorly.

That Sunday afternoon, I’d gone to a football game with my father.

We got into it.

So, when I arrived at Tim Melvin’s townhouse, I was pretty unimpressive from the Smirnoff and Bud Lights that Dorsey and I shared.

Here’s where it got worse.

My wife’s brother was in charge of pouring my drinks for the rest of the night.

He was… liberal with the pour.

I recall two things from that evening. And ONLY two things from that evening.

One, my now-wife (then disappointed girlfriend) yelled at me to get in the back of the car.

Two… Tim Melvin talking about the F and Z score.

Upon meeting, we had a deep conversation about fundamentals in equities. What more could you want out of a father-in-law?

Oh… that and the fact that he took mercy on me…