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 into the Harvard
University President's outer office. "We want to see the President," the man
said softly.
"He'll be busy all day," the secretary
snapped eyeing their plain clothes.
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 they just see
you for a few minutes, they'll leave," she told him. He sighed in exasperation and
nodded. He detested gingham dresses and homespun suits cluttering up his outer office.
The President, stern-faced, 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. And my
husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him 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 plant at Harvard."
For a moment the lady was silent. The president
was pleased. 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 and Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford walked away, traveling to Palo
Alto, California where they established the university that bears their name, a memorial
to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.
You can easily judge the character of someone by
how they treat those who can do nothing for them or to them.