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    cola
    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 into the Harvard University President's outer
    office.
    The secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods,
    country hicks had no business at Harvard & 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 cost 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".

  2. #2
    uvindex
    Not judging people based on their attire is good advice.
    Snopes (http://www.snopes.com/glurge/stanford.asp) tells what really happened, however.

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