War Story  |  FEB 2001

The Chartist by Edwin Polokoff

A Cautionary Tale The Chartist Charts don’t lie, just in case you needed a reminder. by Edwin Polokoff I shall never forget George. When I first met him, he was a man in his late 50s, somewhat paunchy, of medium height, dark hair streaked with gray, silver-rimmed glasses shielding tired eyes — George looked docile. A closer look betrayed his seemingly easygoing manner. His hands shook slightly but uncontrollably, especially when he ate or wrote. My conclusion was that he had been through too many stock market wars, and the wear and tear on his nerves, stress from his occupation, had created the nerve problem.

by Edwin Polokoff