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 Posted - Jun 06 2010 : 11:02:05
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THE GINGHAM DRESS
A lady in a faded gingham
dress and her husband,
dressed in a homespun
threadbare suit, stepped
off the train in Boston and
walked timidly without
an appointment in to the
Harvard University President's
outer office.
The secretary could tell in a
moment that such backwoods,
country hicks had no business
at Harvard and probably didn't
even deserve to be in Cambridge.
'We'd like to see the president,'
the man said softly. 'He'll be busy
all day,' the secretary snapped.
'We'll wait,' the lady replied.
For hours the secretary ignored
them, hoping that the couple
would finally become discouraged
and go away.
They didn't, and the secretary
grew frustrated and finally
decided to disturb the president,
even though it was a chore she
always regretted.
'Maybe if you see them for a
few minutes, they'll leave,'
she said to him!
He sighed in exasperation
and nodded. Someone of his
importance obviously didn't
have the time to spend with
them, and he detested gingham
dresses and homespun suits
cluttering up his outer office.
The president, stern faced
and with dignity, strutted
toward the couple.
The lady told him, 'We had
a son who attended Harvard
for one year. He loved Harvard.
He was happy here. But about
a year ago, he was accidentally
killed. My husband and I would
like to erect a memorial to him,
somewhere on campus.'
The president wasn't touched.
He was shocked. 'Madam,' he
said gruffly, 'we can't put up a
statue for every person who
attended Harvard and died.
If we did, this place would look
like a cemetery.'
'Oh, no,' the lady explained
quickly. 'We don't want to
erect a statue. We thought
we would like to give a
building to Harvard.'
The president rolled his eyes.
He glanced at the gingham
dress and homespun suit,
then exclaimed,
'A building! Do you have any
earthly idea how much a
building costs? We have over
seven and a half million dollars
in the physical buildings here
at Harvard.'
For a moment the lady was
silent. The president was
pleased. Maybe he could get
rid of them now.
The lady turned to her
husband and said quietly,
'Is that all it costs to start
a university? Why don't we
just start our own?'
Her husband nodded. The
president's face wilted in
confusion and bewilderment.
Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford
got up and walked away......
Traveling to Palo Alto, California
where they established the
university that bears their name,
Stanford University, a memorial
to a son that Harvard no longer
cared about.
You can easily judge the
character of others by how
they treat those who they
think can do nothing for them.
..................A TRUE STORY
By Malcolm Forbes
People will forget what you said -
People will forget what you did -
But people will never forget
how you made them feel.
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The Gingham Dress
