John Neff on Investing

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Illustrious money manager John Neff bucked the system by consistently passing over the big growth stocks of the moment in favor of inexpensive, underperforming ones—and he usually won! Now he shares the investment strategies that earned him international recognition as the "investor's investor. "

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Overview

Illustrious money manager John Neff bucked the system by consistently passing over the big growth stocks of the moment in favor of inexpensive, underperforming ones—and he usually won! Now he shares the investment strategies that earned him international recognition as the "investor's investor. "

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Editorial Reviews

Robert Barker
For frontline action and analysis, I prefer John Neff On Investing (Wiley with S.L. Mintz). Neff recalls how he hitchhiked from Toledo to New York in search of his first investment job. He didn't get it, winding up picking stocks for a Cleveland bank. He eventually made his way to the top job at Windsor Fund, where he beat the market in 22 of his 31 years. The book is a thoughtful blend of investment theory and autobiography, in which he recounts big contrarian victories in such stocks as Citicorp and Boeing. The best chapter, ''Elements of Style,'' makes a cogent case for buying stocks with low price-earnings ratios--a technique that, I caution you, seems to have retired along with Neff in 1995.
Business Week
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
From 1964 to 1995, Neff managed the large Windsor mutual fund, which consistently beat the stock market's average returns. In this wise and engaging volume, Neff and finance writer Mintz (Five Eminent Contrarians) team up to explain how Windsor did it and how smaller-scale investors might duplicate Neff's success. The result is half financial advice, half autobiography. Early chapters describe Neff's difficult family life in Texas and Michigan, his navy years and his early job in a Cleveland bank. Thereafter, Neff's investment advice alternates with year-by-year analyses of the market and of Windsor's performance. Neff and Mintz together craft clear, forceful prose, studded with personal asides: at the bank in Cleveland, "I was not inclined to play by their rules. Instead of bankers' pinstripes, I wore sport coats." Neff's core precept is simple: buy stocks that look bad to less-careful investors and hang on until their real value is recognized. This means seeking solid companies whose price/earnings ratios look low. "I've never bought a stock," he declares, "unless, in my view, it was on sale." That's not new advice, but Neff's success proves that he knows how to apply it: patience and willpower, he informs us, matter as much as (though not more than) rapt attention to business news and company reports. Bad analysis had almost sunk the Windsor fund when he arrived; Neff's first years there saw "go-go practitioners" and "adrenaline funds" temporarily surpass his returns, then collapse while Windsor persevered. Today's NASDAQ and Internet stock booms, Neff warns, looks like trends from ages past: they, too, will eventually weaken. Readers seeking up-to-the-minute stock tips or get-rich-quick advice may not like the message Neff delivers, but cooler heads seeking to make money over the long haul should enjoy, and benefit from, finding out how Neff invested very, very well. (Jan.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
Neff is a famous investor who led the Vanguard's Windsor Fund, once the largest mutual fund in the United States. Now retired, he wants to share his story and investing principles with others. Neff has been called contrarian because he doesn't blindly follow the herd of investors buying the hot, faddish stocks--electronics in the late 1950s, the go-go stocks of the late 1960s, the net-based stocks of today. Rather, he advocates investing in companies with a solid, intrinsic value, as denoted by a low price-to-earnings ratio and regular dividends. His book both tells the story of his career and explains, in detail, his investing principles. His long-term record of success is enviable (during his tenure, when Windsor posted an average yearly return of 13.7 percent, money managers considered him on a par with Warren Buffett). He writes in lively prose, keeps his chapters short, and uses language that will be familiar to anyone with a passing interest in the market. Public and academic libraries that have a call for investment how-to books should buy this interesting, practical work.--Patrick J. Brunet, Western Wisconsin Technical Coll. Lib., La Crosse Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781470889784
  • Publisher: Blackstone Audio, Inc.
  • Publication date: 7/1/2013
  • Format: CD
  • Edition description: Unabridged
  • Product dimensions: 5.20 (w) x 5.80 (h) x 1.10 (d)

Meet the Author

JOHN NEFF, until his retirement in 1995, was Senior Vice President and Managing Partner of the Wellington Management Company, the Windsor Fund's investment advisor. S. L. MINTZ is New York Bureau Chief of CFO magazine, a publication of the Economist Group dedicated to the latest financial thinking and how it is being implemented in today's markets. His other books include Beyond Wall Street (Wiley) and Five Eminent Contrarians.

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Chapter One


Journey East


A freezing morning, in early January 1955, marked the start of my investment career. Picture a 23-year-old ex-sailor and newly minted college graduate at the Toledo entrance ramp to the just-completed Ohio Turnpike, thumbing a ride to New York City. This uncelebrated debut sounds strange nowadays to legions of job candidates seeking prestige and lavish signing bonuses right out of school. No one offered to pay for a bus ticket, much less airfare and a fancy hotel. I set out with an overnight satchel, a snack, and twenty dollars in my pocket. Hitching was the only way I could afford to get to New York in time for a series of job interviews the following day.

    Maybe I looked unthreatening to drivers in those early days of interstate highways. Cars were somewhat less plentiful, and crime was considerably less on drivers' minds. For whatever reasons, hitchhikers enjoyed more sympathy. I didn't wait long before getting on my way. I don't remember much about the conversation, but, given the Ohio-to-New York route, there naturally were a few comments about the 1954 World Series. The then New York Giants had swept the Cleveland Indians in four games. As a lifelong Detroit Tigers fan, I kept the loss in perspective.

    I knew more about baseball than about investing. The meager extent of my accumulated market wisdom at that time came from a couple of college classes on the subject. I was neither prepared nor inclined to preach the merits of investing, which probably was just as well. In those days, for most Americans, October 1929 andthe Great Depression still chilled impressions of the stock market. The Dow Jones Industrial Average had finally returned to its 1929 highs—after twenty-six years. When asked about my purpose, I just said I was going to New York to look for a job.

    For a portion of the long stretch across Pennsylvania, I rode with a former journalist-turned-truck driver who had spent time in South Texas, near Corpus Christi, where I'd gone to high school. We were both exiles, in a sense, although my exile was self-imposed. He blamed his departure on a run-in with a Texas political boss named George Parr, a man credited with unearthing votes that helped sway the Lyndon Johnson ninety-four-vote election majority against Coke Stevenson in the 1948 U.S. Senate race. That contest was so close that a few hundred votes the other way might have changed the course of Presidential history. As it turned out, pundits tagged the future President with a cynical moniker that stuck: Landslide Lyndon.

    After 16 hours and 600 miles, my fifth ride left me at a truck depot in Jersey City close to midnight. My triumphant arrival in the Big Apple required a long dark walk and public transportation, and only the night desk clerk greeted me when I checked into the 34th Street YMCA. The accommodations lacked the charm of the Y in Grand Rapids, Michigan, where I'd lived after high school while working two jobs at a time, but I had made it to New York, more or less on time. I only needed enough sleep to stay sharp through the four job interviews I'd lined up for the following day.


Bombshells and Ticker Tapes


New skyscrapers have altered the financial district, and the Information Age has transformed the floor of the New York Stock Exchange since my job search in early 1955, but the intersection of Wall and Broad looks much the same as it did then. The Exchange still dominates one corner; across from it sits Federal Hall, where George Washington swore the first Presidential oath of office. The third imposing building houses the bank that J. Pierpont Morgan built. Its façade still bears the scars left by an anarchist's bomb that rocked Wall Street one busy Thursday in September 1920.

    A subtler but more far-reaching explosion has shaken Wall Street since I embarked on an investment career. For nearly a decade after the Second World War, Wall Street was a sleepy and antiquated business. Negotiated commissions were undreamed of, as were electronic trading accounts that allow individual investors to buy and sell stock in an instant. Stocks changed hands only through orders submitted by cadres of male stockbrokers acting on behalf of wealthy individuals, families, and a few trust departments. Indeed, many of the brokers were members of wealthy families or were connected to them in some way. Barred from owning common stocks by conservative rules enacted in the wake of the 1929 Crash, most pension funds and other institutional investors stuck mainly to bonds and the safest stocks. There was no mutual fund industry to speak of.

    Few people had a television set, much less home computers and CNBC with instant access to prices and trading volume. To keep tabs on the stock market in 1955, investors relied on genuine ticker tapes. More often than not, the tapes moved haltingly; they printed out ten characters, then stopped, then printed out ten more characters. At this pace, tapes routinely fell behind trading activity, even though volume seldom exceeded 5 million shares a day—as many shares as might be traded in a single hot or not so hot stock these days. Orders to buy or sell stocks were noted by hand on slips of paper. Pneumatic tubes carried the slips to back rooms for fulfillment. To show price changes on the Exchange floor, reporters adjusted serrated dials fixed to a post. When orders flew, keeping up was a challenge. Off the Exchange, most brokerage firms employed "chalkers" or "posters" who erased the old quotes and chalked in new ones when they changed.

    The mighty investment banks of today were not household names outside New York's financial district. To those in the know, so-called "wire houses" dominated Wall Street. These houses had offices in other cities, and they transmitted their buy and sell orders by wire. Merrill Lynch was the largest wire house, and its recommendations always had an impact. If Merrill commanded its troops to advise customers to buy Penn Central Railroad, orders for a half-million shares nearly swamped back-office capacity. In the hinterlands, such as Toledo and Cleveland, strong independently run regional brokerage houses dominated whatever action ensued.

    In retrospect, I'd say that my decision to go to Wall Street mirrors the investment philosophy that ultimately served me well during my whole career. The investment business was undervalued and out of favor in 1955. The best and the brightest job seekers usually headed for great companies like Ford Motor or General Electric, in hopes of becoming captains of industry some day.

    I entertained no such ambition. Instead, an article in Barron's guided me to training programs at four national stockbrokerage firms: Merrill Lynch, Blyth & Co., Smith Barney, and Bache & Co. Besides my own confidence in my prospects as a stockbroker, I carried an introduction from a finance professor who had persuaded me to consider an investment career. Had it not been for Professor Sidney Robbins, I would have presumed that success in the investment business required a personal fortune and an Ivy League diploma.


An Auspicious Beginning


I chose an exciting time to launch an investment career. Notwithstanding a tarnished reputation, stocks were starting to recover their luster. Confidence in the growth prospects for such leading stocks as Union Carbide, Dow Chemical, Minnesota Mining & Manufacturing, and Eastman Kodak, propelled their prices to record highs. Restored faith in the soundness of common stocks encouraged investors to surrender sure income for the chance of collecting capital gains, not to mention significant dividend income as well.

    The economy was strong and prices were stable as the postwar era took shape. In the year just ended, the U.S. gross national product came in just shy of $400 billion, a new high. As an indication of prosperity, golfers flocked to links in record numbers. According to U.S. golf statistics for 1954, 3.8 million golfers played on approximately 5,000 courses spread over 1.5 million acres. The fourth year in the second half of the 20th century also marked a sixth year in a row without significant price increases. Economists noted the contrast with a 44 percent price decline in the aftermath of World War I. All signs were positive. Shipments of every commodity were strong, and The Wall Street Journal reported, on January 3, corporate executives were planning to expand plants on the strength of optimistic forecasts.

    Reflecting these encouraging signs, the first day of trading in 1955 pushed the Dow Jones Industrial Average to 408.89, a new record. Bethlehem Steel, Chrysler, General Motors, Eastman Kodak, and Standard Oil of New Jersey all advanced on January 3. Five million shares changed hands—a mere trickle by today's standards, but, in 1955, the highest volume in almost five years. DuPont jumped 4 points, to 171 1/2. As I reached New York, enthusiasm abounded.

    My round of interviews posed no insurmountable hurdles. A two-year hitch in the Navy, a couple of finance courses, and experience as a shoe salesman at a leading men's clothing store in Toledo, Ohio, supplied sufficient preparation, I thought. At each stop, I sat through batteries of tests and interviews aimed, presumably, at learning whether I had the right stuff. I was not intimidated, insulted, or overwhelmed. Afterward, I thought I had done fairly well. I didn't wait around, though, for gilded invitations. Before I learned what impressions I had made in New York, I headed back toward home to interview for a position at the National City Bank of Cleveland. For a more pleasant trip and to make sure I arrived on time, I treated myself to a Greyhound bus ticket. A group of truck drivers on board sang all night long.

    I was not a big hit in New York. Instead of extending job offers, Merrill Lynch and Blyth turned me down flat. Smith Barney invited me back for more tests and interviews. Concluding that my voice lacked the requisite authority, Bache offered to consider me for a securities analyst position instead of a stockbroker. Bache's offer did not sit well with me at first, but eventually I realized I was better suited to securities analysis and portfolio management than to pushing stock for a living. Stockbrokers make a good living, if they do things right, but they spend most of their time handholding and less of it plying their trade. Stockbrokers' routine can become stultifying and controlled, and I need to be intrigued. And if I was going to become a securities analyst, Cleveland was just fine with me—and with Lilli, my wife of four months, who had lived in Toledo all her life. I agreed to join the bank.

    Whether it was recompense for my chilly reception or not, I can't say. But Wall Street suffered a stiff comeuppance right after I departed for Cleveland. On January 6, a Thursday, following the Federal Reserve's decision to raise margin requirements on stock purchases from 50 percent to 60 percent of the purchase price, the Dow Jones Industrial Average slid 2.2 percent. It was the worst drubbing of shareholders since the outbreak of the Korean War five years earlier, The Wall Street Journal reported the next day. And matters got worse before bottoming out on January 14.

    Although these events formed a backdrop to my debut as a professional investor, I scarcely noticed them at the time. My considered opinions and a coherent strategy—and, some might say, a measure of arrogant self-confidence—still lay ahead of me.

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Table of Contents

Foreword.
Preface.
Prologue: Citi Saga.
MY ROAD TO WINDSOR.
Journey East.
Grubbing It Out.
Basic Training.
Banker's Hours.
Baptism by Fire.
Taking Command at Windsor.
ENDURING PRINCIPLES.
Elements of Style.
The Bargain Basement.
Care and Maintenance of a Low P/E Portfolio.
A MARKET JOURNAL.
The Silly Season.
Four Yards and a Cloud of Dust.
The Right Stuff.
Good Guys Persevere.
Deja Vu.
Epilogue: Rivers and Markets.
Appendices.
Index.
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