What drove and sustained Mr. Bogle during this decadeslong drive? Why did he never give up preaching the virtues of indexing and the virtues of low cost, even when no one seemed to be listening?
Mr. Balchunas's book does a nice job of bringing Mr. Bogle to life from many angles. (Disclosure: I'm quoted in it several times.)
I knew Jack Bogle well, and I think his ferocious drive came from three forces:
He wanted to right what was wrong. Jack's father, William Yates Bogle Jr., who had been an executive at American Can Co., fell on hard times during the Great Depression and became an alcoholic.
That trauma and turmoil "toughened me up," Jack Bogle told me years ago. It also fired him up to try to fix whatever was broken.
He wanted revenge. In 1974, fund firm Wellington Management Co. fired Mr. Bogle as president. (In 1999, Vanguard itself forced him to resign from the firm's board.)
Being pushed out gave Mr. Bogle the freedom to blaze his own trail — and a righteous sense of rage that never let him rest.
He knew he could die any day. Mr. Bogle had congenital coronary disease. He suffered at least seven near-fatal heart attacks, received several pacemakers and a heart transplant, and survived a life-threatening bacterial infection. He called me more than once from his hospital bed.
When I first met him in 1993, his eyes were yellow, his face was harrowed with wrinkles and his hands were as gnarled as driftwood — although his mind was sharp and his voice boomed.
I remember thinking, "This guy might not live six more months." He died in 2019 at age 89.
In 2007, I asked Mr. Bogle what it had been like living with the specter of death hanging over him every day.
He replied:
I didn’t think about it. I just got on with what needed to be done. Even as a little boy, I had determination and focus. If there was a job to be done, then that is what I would think about, going through life with blinders on. You can look ahead, but you have no peripheral vision.
That focus is an unbelievable asset when you’re confronted with a life-threatening disease, and it was also terrific for a kid who was determined to succeed in business.
The awful thing is, it was easy. It’s amazing how easy life becomes when you realize that your job is not to deal with what might have been but with what is. It’s all about attitude....
How could I complain? When you have a narrow escape, the operative word is not “narrow,” it’s “escape”!
We need more people like him.
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