Tom Nix is tall and trim with brief gray hair, narrow-set eyes and skin that is faintly ruddy. He’s got a 40-foot watercraft he loves to sail down Catalina Island, while the sticker in the bumper of their brand new Lexus claims that thatвЂ™s what heвЂ™d rather be doing. He wears a bankerвЂ™s suit, also for ambling around Compton and Watts, that he does such as for instance a small-town mayor, greeting everyone else whom passes by. He said, nodding, as we passed a young black guy in a baggy Sixers jersey that hung down to his kneesвЂњHow you doing. Nix is white; almost all of his clients aren’t.
Nix experienced check cashing by accident. Their dad, Tom Nix Sr., handled a fleet of motorists whom delivered bread home to door, the real means the milkman delivered milk. By the 1960s, distribution ended up being a dying company, but in the warehouse in south L.A.