Shown is a photo of me getting the honor and respect I deserve!  Former President Taft was the Master of Ceremonies for the event which paid tribute to the grandest capitalist in the east--ME!  The arrow points to the famous Johnson mug as I sit proudly with my peers and hear words of adoration.  This was not long after the stock market crash.  The whole country went broke except for myself.  That is why they honored me on "Mr. Johnson Day" in 1930.  They admired how I kept my poise and prestige as other businessmen fell like flies all around me!
Now that the depression is long past us, i can reveal the secrets of my success during that period.  It was here at Johnson Co. Industries (a subordinate of Johnson Global Co.) that the "magic" happened.  These negro children, who worked for a shiney penny a day, stand outside the wallet making portion of the plant.  I made wallets because that's what people wanted.  They didn't have any money to put in them, but they wanted to give the illusion that they did.  I caught onto this fact early on and produced wallets right through the 1930's and into the war.  I also was the largest producer of woolen socks (which I later sold to England as part of the lend lease program) and matches.  All very popular with the wigrant worker wretches.
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