Posted on 02/20/2009 5:03:00 PM PST by Lokibob
Larry H. Miller, Husband, Father, Grandfather Entrepreneur and Philanthropist, Dies at 64 Miller's career legacy includes more than 80 companies — the Utah Jazz, Salt Lake Bees, EnergySolutions Arena, and 39 automobile dealerships; he is survived by wife Gail, five children, 21 grandchildren and one great grandchild
Salt Lake City, Utah (February 20, 2009) - Larry H. Miller, husband, father, grandfather, a well-known entrepreneur, community advocate and humanitarian, died from complications due to type 2 diabetes today, at home, surrounded by his family. He was 64. Larry H. Miller Larry H. Miller April 26, 1944 - February 20, 2009
Miller, a man who truly loved Utah, its people and its land, was born in Salt Lake City in 1944. From modest beginnings, he grew up in the Capitol Hill area and went on to become one of Utah’s most successful entrepreneurs and business leaders.
Leaving behind a profound professional and personal legacy, the entities Miller created have had a significant and lasting impact on the communities in which he did business, and the more than 7,000 individuals he employed.
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I have always heard that he was a decent man. Hopefully he was watching last night as the Jazz beat the Celtics.
We lived in Sandy, UT during the late ‘80s. My son and I ran into Larry Miller along with the Utah Jazz center Mark Eaton (Miller was at least part owner of the Jazz at the time) at a golf tournament one year. Miller was a relatively short man and Mark Eaton ran 7’3”. We were standing with them on the final hole and to see the two together was a Mutt & Jeff experience. My son got Eaton’s autograph and Larry Miller seemed like a nice guy.
It was said at the time that Eaton drove a car with the driver’s seat removed because of his height. Don’t have a clue how factual that is, but he sure was a tall fella.
All of which would be considered 'evil' by the current administration.
Man. I think he owned half the car dealerships in SLC when we lived in Utah.
Yeah, all up and down S. State St. One after another. Not all were his but a lot were.
I met him once. We did a show for him at the then Delta Center. He put on his 30-year high school reunion and commissioned a murder mystery dinner theater show I wrote. He was very engaging and very well-liked. A real down-to-earth guy.
At the show told a story about how Jordan High beat his high school in the big game and how much it burned him. Jordan eventually high moved to a new, bigger facility. After 30 years he finally got his revenge. He bought the place and tore it down. He got a huge roar from the assembled crowd.
RIP.
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