August 15, 2010
City bar czar mixes luck and hard work
'It's all in how you treat people,' says multi-club owner Scott Miller
Chip Ellis
"I never thought . . . "
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CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- This summer, Charleston bar czar Scott Miller launched his silver-anniversary year in the bar and restaurant business.

On the coveted corner of Capitol and Virginia streets, he owns Bar 101, Ichiban and the adjoining storefront. Also on Capitol, he owns the stalwart Sam's Uptown Café and the building housing the Edge, the bar he started on a shoestring 24 years ago.

Reared in modest circumstances on Davis Creek, he recalls his awed reaction to the tall buildings when he journeyed to Charleston at age 16 to apply for a dishwashing job at Ernie's. He never dreamed five of those buildings would someday belong to him.

He credits his success to a lifelong work ethic instilled by necessity after the untimely death of his father. Luck helped, of course. To put it his way: "When you work hard, you get lucky."

He turns 52 on Aug. 25.

 

"I grew up on Davis Creek, in a little cinderblock house my dad built when I was 3. My dad was a salesman for A&I Supply. We lived next door in my grandparents' house while my dad built our house. My grandfather was Glenn 'Shorty' Hill, an old-time plumber in Kanawha City.

"I was a small kid. My grandfather was 5-foot-1. I was scared to death I wasn't even going to be his size. I didn't become taller than him until I was a sophomore in high school.

"My mom and dad married when she was 15 and he was 21. Mom was very strict, and we had a lot of chores. That gave me a good work ethic. My first job outside the house was delivering lunch orders for Ford's Pharmacy in Spring Hill. I was 12 that summer. I would make $3 or $4 a day in tips, delivering lunches in South Charleston.

"I got my first induction into the restaurant business when I was 16. I saw an ad in the newspaper for a dishwasher at Ernie's Esquire. I'd only been downtown a handful of times. I remember walking to Ernie's and marveling at how big some of the buildings were. I worked at Ernie's from 5 at night until 1 in the morning.

"Maybe the restaurant business was in my blood somehow. My grandparents owned Hill's Coffee Shop in Marmet in the mid-'50s. My grandmother got sick and asked my mom and dad if they would take it over. They sold it to the Eplings in 1958, the day before I was born.

"My dad died when I was 16. He had a sudden heart attack on Christmas Day. He was 45. When he died, he didn't have any insurance because he had high blood pressure his whole life, so the paycheck quit coming in. Mom went back to school and took legal secretary classes at State and got a job with a law firm. It was a pretty tough time.

"I went to Marshall. I paid my way through four years of school but never graduated. We didn't have anything, so I was more into having a job. I wish I had gotten my degree.

"I would work summer jobs to pay for college, and I made a lot of money shooting pool. It was nothing for me at Marshall to win 15 or 20 bucks a night shooting $1 a game.

"I worked for Cleveland Plant and Flower six days a week between my freshman and sophomore years, and pumped gas on Sunday. I had five days off that whole summer.

"I got a good job in '78 with Charleston Construction, $7.42 an hour. They were building a section of Interstate 79. I worked two different summers doing that.

"I've always had a good work ethic. That helped me getting in the bar business.

"I wrestled in high school and was on the team at Marshall for a year. A friend asked if I would help with the team at GW. They called me the statistician. A teacher who was called the coach went to matches with us and took care of meal money and things. I ran the team. We were KVC champs, 13-0, my second year and other coaches voted me coach of year even though I was called the statistician.

"I needed a job after wrestling season. One of the dads called Dave Fleming at Muldoon's. They put me to work as a cashier. The first weekend, they needed a bar-back to stock the bar and get ice and take out trash. They noticed that I had a rapport with the customers and trained me as a bartender.

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City bar czar mixes luck and hard work
'It's all in how you treat people,' says multi-club owner Scott Miller

CHARLESTON, W.Va. -- This summer, Charleston bar czar Scott Miller launched his silver-anniversary year in the bar and restaurant business.

On the coveted corner of Capitol and Virginia streets, he owns Bar 101, Ichiban and the adjoining storefront. Also on Capitol, he owns the stalwart Sam's Uptown Café and the building housing the Edge, the bar he started on a shoestring 24 years ago.

Reared in modest circumstances on Davis Creek, he recalls his awed reaction to the tall buildings when he journeyed to Charleston at age 16 to apply for a dishwashing job at Ernie's. He never dreamed five of those buildings would someday belong to him.

He credits his success to a lifelong work ethic instilled by necessity after the untimely death of his father. Luck helped, of course. To put it his way: "When you work hard, you get lucky."

He turns 52 on Aug. 25.

 

"I grew up on Davis Creek, in a little cinderblock house my dad built when I was 3. My dad was a salesman for A&I Supply. We lived next door in my grandparents' house while my dad built our house. My grandfather was Glenn 'Shorty' Hill, an old-time plumber in Kanawha City.

"I was a small kid. My grandfather was 5-foot-1. I was scared to death I wasn't even going to be his size. I didn't become taller than him until I was a sophomore in high school.

"My mom and dad married when she was 15 and he was 21. Mom was very strict, and we had a lot of chores. That gave me a good work ethic. My first job outside the house was delivering lunch orders for Ford's Pharmacy in Spring Hill. I was 12 that summer. I would make $3 or $4 a day in tips, delivering lunches in South Charleston.

"I got my first induction into the restaurant business when I was 16. I saw an ad in the newspaper for a dishwasher at Ernie's Esquire. I'd only been downtown a handful of times. I remember walking to Ernie's and marveling at how big some of the buildings were. I worked at Ernie's from 5 at night until 1 in the morning.

"Maybe the restaurant business was in my blood somehow. My grandparents owned Hill's Coffee Shop in Marmet in the mid-'50s. My grandmother got sick and asked my mom and dad if they would take it over. They sold it to the Eplings in 1958, the day before I was born.

"My dad died when I was 16. He had a sudden heart attack on Christmas Day. He was 45. When he died, he didn't have any insurance because he had high blood pressure his whole life, so the paycheck quit coming in. Mom went back to school and took legal secretary classes at State and got a job with a law firm. It was a pretty tough time.

"I went to Marshall. I paid my way through four years of school but never graduated. We didn't have anything, so I was more into having a job. I wish I had gotten my degree.

"I would work summer jobs to pay for college, and I made a lot of money shooting pool. It was nothing for me at Marshall to win 15 or 20 bucks a night shooting $1 a game.

"I worked for Cleveland Plant and Flower six days a week between my freshman and sophomore years, and pumped gas on Sunday. I had five days off that whole summer.

"I got a good job in '78 with Charleston Construction, $7.42 an hour. They were building a section of Interstate 79. I worked two different summers doing that.

"I've always had a good work ethic. That helped me getting in the bar business.

"I wrestled in high school and was on the team at Marshall for a year. A friend asked if I would help with the team at GW. They called me the statistician. A teacher who was called the coach went to matches with us and took care of meal money and things. I ran the team. We were KVC champs, 13-0, my second year and other coaches voted me coach of year even though I was called the statistician.

"I needed a job after wrestling season. One of the dads called Dave Fleming at Muldoon's. They put me to work as a cashier. The first weekend, they needed a bar-back to stock the bar and get ice and take out trash. They noticed that I had a rapport with the customers and trained me as a bartender.

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