Caruth, W. W., Jr.
CARUTH, W. W., JR.
Dallas Times Herald, August 5, 1990, by Scott Baradell.
Even at the end, W. W. “Will” Caruth, Jr. could not escape the feeling that he had become a burden.
“I apologize for disturbing your gin-rummy game, and for upsetting your dinner guests,” read the note the millionaire philanthropist left his wife, Mable, just before he shot himself to death at age 78. “I’ll see you in heaven.”
Two months later, George Caruth still can see his father slumped over in his wheelchair, blood running down the cold, metal curves into a tepid puddle on the patio of his estate. It was no way for the patriarch of one of Dallas’ pioneer families to die. And yet, for a proud man plagued by emphysema and heart disease, Caruth wonders, what better way was there?
“Mother was hesitant to travel because of Pop’s infirmity. The lack of self-esteem kind of heaped up on him,” he says. “He wanted people to remember him as a busy, vital person.” ...
Dallas Times Herald, August 5, 1990, by Scott Baradell.
Even at the end, W. W. “Will” Caruth, Jr. could not escape the feeling that he had become a burden.
“I apologize for disturbing your gin-rummy game, and for upsetting your dinner guests,” read the note the millionaire philanthropist left his wife, Mable, just before he shot himself to death at age 78. “I’ll see you in heaven.”
Two months later, George Caruth still can see his father slumped over in his wheelchair, blood running down the cold, metal curves into a tepid puddle on the patio of his estate. It was no way for the patriarch of one of Dallas’ pioneer families to die. And yet, for a proud man plagued by emphysema and heart disease, Caruth wonders, what better way was there?
“Mother was hesitant to travel because of Pop’s infirmity. The lack of self-esteem kind of heaped up on him,” he says. “He wanted people to remember him as a busy, vital person.” ...
