“The thing about Nancy is that she doesn’t want this article,” Ms. J., the middle daughter of Myron and Arlene Shevell.Myron is the owner New England Motor Freight (NEMF), a large haulage company that does more than 0 million in annual revenues.“Jim and Andrew, your ties are very nice,” he began, spreading a little sugar around the room.“Nancy, your-your-your jacket is very nice,” he added, grinning at Nancy Shevell, the bus committee chairman. for 10 years—spanning four governors—the trucking executive was plainly at home in the boardroom.
The case never went to trial, but the brothers were forced to surrender control of company and went bankrupt.
The wedding will be in London—a low-key affair (as these things go) with just a few friends and family members present. That’s where the story may diverge from the usual fairy tale. I haven’t been social and I have a small group of girlfriends.
Despite Sir Paul’s fortune of well over a billion dollars, he is famously stingy. There really isn’t much to talk about.” She smiled, pushing through the door out to Madison Avenue—presumably late for a bus.
Shevell’s romantic coup—he may not be John Lennon, ladies, but he’s not Ringo, either—is said to have been engineered by no less formidable a yenta than .
“She gave numerous dinner parties for them and always made sure to invite people she knew that Paul would want to meet.” The friend added that the broadcast vet also coached Ms. Walters’s strategy was clear: Look at Heather Mills, and do precisely the opposite.