One stormy night many years ago, an elderly man and his wife entered the lobby of a small hotel in
Philadelphia.
Trying to get out of the rain, the couple approached the front desk
hoping to get some shelter for the night. "Could you possibly give us a
room here?" the husband asked.
The
clerk, a friendly man with a winning smile, looked at the couple and
explained that there were three conventions in town. "All of our rooms
are taken," the clerk said. "But I can’t send a nice couple like you out
into the rain at one o'clock in the morning. Would you perhaps be
willing to sleep in my room? It's not exactly a suite, but it will be
good enough to make you folks comfortable for the night.
When
the couple declined, the young man pressed on. "Don't worry about me;
I’ll make out just fine,' the clerk told them. So the couple agreed.
As
he paid his bill the next morning, the elderly man said to the clerk,
you are the kind of manager who should be the boss of the best hotel in
the United States. Maybe someday I’ll build one for you." The clerk
looked at them and smiled. The three of them had a good laugh. As they
drove away, the elderly couple agreed that the helpful clerk was indeed
exceptional, as finding people who are both friendly and helpful isn’t
easy.
Two
years passed. The clerk had almost forgotten the incident when he
received a letter from the old man. It recalled that stormy night and
enclosed a round-trip ticket to New York, asking the young man to pay
them a visit. The old man met him in New York, and led him to the corner
of Fifth Avenue and 34th Street. He then pointed to a great new
building there, a palace of reddish stone, with turrets and watchtowers
thrusting up to the sky.
"That,"
said the older man, "is the hotel I have just built for you to manage."
"You must be joking," the young man said. "I can assure you I am not,"
said the older man, a sly smile playing around his mouth. The older
man's name was William Waldorf Astor, and the magnificent structure was
the original Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. The young clerk who became its first
manager was George C. Boldt. This young clerk never foresaw the turn of
events that would lead him to become the manager of one of the world’s
most glamorous hotels.
The Bible says that we are not to turn our backs on those who are in need, for we might be entertaining angels unawares.
Walk With Me
Don't walk in front of me,
I may not follow
Don't walk behind me,
I may not lead —
Just walk beside me,
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