So, I thought I should share this.

Well, back when Sam Walton had just conceived the idea of Wal-Mart when we was still a young man, he was working a job at the local gas station. He and his wife had only been married for about a year and a half, and they had their first son who was about that same age. Well, one day at the station a beautiful young lady pulled up in a pick-up truck, riding shotgun, a man who seemed to be her father driving. Well, while the man was inside the gas station picking up some cigarettes, the young girl started to make some flirtatious conversation with Sam while he pumped their gas. She said she and her father were just moving into the area. She said that after her mother died, her father couldn't stand to live where he had so many memories with his deceased wife, so they left. This girl was probably 15, 16 years old to Sam's 20. So there wasn't a HUGE age difference, and they were close enough in age that young Sam Walton was certainly able to take note of her beauty. So, before her father got back out to the truck, the young girl told Sam that since she was new to the area she hoped Sam could be her friend and help her get off to a good start. Sam, being a gentleman, and with the pure intentions of helping this young lady out said that he would.

So, a few days went by and Sam didn't see the young girl. Her father would come alone but never with his daughter. Then about a week after the initial meeting of the two, the young girl showed up on a Sunday to the station in a dress, claiming to just have been at church. She hung around the station just chatting with Sam between customers until closing time. When closing time came the young girl asked Sam he he wind mind giving her a ride home. Again, being a gentleman, Sam obliged. So they got into his car and she started giving Sam directions on how to get to her house. Left here, right there, until they were way out in the country and the girl told Sam to stop. Now, Sam was awful confused because there were no houses around at all. However, he stopped, as she had asked him to do. He asked her about her house, and she said she had no idea where her house was, that she was just telling him to turn here and there until they were far enough out of town that no one would be around. And then she started to come onto him. Trying to kiss him and the like. As a good, married man should, Sam rebuffed the girl and tried to plead his case that he was married and that this wasn't appropriate. However, she was persistent and finally Sam gave into his sexual impulses.


After having sex, Sam told the girl that he had to take her home and that she couldn't breathe a word of what happened to anyone. She promised. Sam was good enough with directions to get them back into town and had the girl lead him to her house from there. He dropped her off at the place she said was her house and he left. BUT! Sam Walton never found any of this out however...It turns out the man she was with that first time was not her father, just a man who had picked her up along the road hitch hiking. Her parents had both died when she was very young, before she could remember, and she was raised in an orphanage. At 17 she decided to leave the orphanage, so she just kind of bummed from place to place, begging, borrowing, and stealing to get by. Well, from that one time that she had intercouse with Sam Walton, she became pregnant and had...are you ready for this...my father. That's right. That girl was my grandmother. After having my dad, a church group took her in, found her a job, and got her on her feet and she got married and had a pretty quiet, normal life. My grandmother passed away a few years ago, and in her will she left me her diary. I didn't understand why my grandmother would leave me her diary, but upon reading it I found that story. So, all of this actually leads to the point of this story: My dad was ACTUALLY Sam Walton's second son. Meaning, if his first son were to die, my dad is actually the heir apparent to Wal-Mart, and as my dad's only son, I would inherit Wal-Mart from him. Basically, unless I die before my dad does, I am going to be the owner of Wal-Mart at some point in my life time.