Years ago I was doing some charity work, and had to occassianaly go to meetings at the Hilton Foundation office in Santa Monica. One of the first times there I was killing some time in their break room waiting for a meeting, and was chatting with a man who was cleaning the break room. Turned out he was their "IT guy", which gave us more to talk about.
Eventually I asked him for his name... "I'm Conrad Hilton III". Me: "oh.... oops".
Cute story. Just b/c your name is Hilton......doesn’t mean you don’t work for a living.
The new Hilton book recall Conrad’s biggest disappointment....the son that married Elizabeth Taylor.
Nicky couldn’t master the Hilton work style....they were all hard workers. He loved the wine women and song....and the gambling.
But Conrad stood by him......it was his son, after all.
All the Hiltons were devout Catholics.
Zza Zza Gabor married Conrad for a short time.