This post reminds me of someone my Dad would talk about before he
died. Though I wouldn't say he was all that famous.
My Dad worked on the Pentagon in '43-' 44 as a quantity surveyor for
the John McShain company from Philadelphia. He always said that
Bergstrom hardly knew his head from his tail and used to refer all the
time to this little Jewish guy who spoke about five words of English
but seemed to know what was going on better than anyone. Dad seemed to
think the feller lived on the job and would joke that he wasn't
allowed off the site.Strange thing was he used to make amazing
furniture. He gave Dad a chair that I've still got. I'd have to call
it Ultra Modernist Shaker. It packs flat and hangs on the wall but I
reckon Frank Lloyd Wright couldn't have dreamed it up. hmmmm makes me
wonder now if it might be worth some money....