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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