In the late 1980s, I was embarking on a low-cost journey to Europe with a companion. Because my companion was interested in starting a postgraduate program in NYC, we had booked a 14-day stopover there on the way to London.
We reached the postgrad residence, a big ten-floor structure on the UWS known as International House. After dropping our bags, we went directly to the dining hall, where we picked up meals, took a seat, and started talking to fellow residents.
Beside me was an gentleman from Iraq studying engineering at Columbia University. He inquired what I did for a living, and I explained that I had newly finished with a degree in science and had been conducting research using an electron microscope.
He noted that there was an research lab at the institution – right next door to the school of engineering, which was how he knew about it. He recommended that I should apply for a role with them. I dismissed the idea, explaining that I was soon departing to Europe and, more critically, I lacked a US visa.
The next day I went out exploring, returning to the canteen that evening. The Iraqi student approached me and let me know that he had arranged an interview for me with the head of the electron microscope unit at Columbia. Given that he had taken the effort, I showed up for the discussion – but right away told my host that I was without a work permit, so I was unable to accept the role.
In typical New York fashion – a city where everything seems achievable – she said: “We'll handle it. How soon can you begin?” I never got on that flight to London.
I worked there for three years. One of the benefits was that I was granted no-cost classes at Columbia, and I took advantage to earn a postgrad program in international relations.
I never saw that student again and I can't recall his name, but his selfless gesture changed my life in numerous aspects. I didn't possess the courage or self-belief to reach out at an prestigious college and request employment. And, I had always wanted to study abroad, but could never have afforded it without that educational benefit.
Critically, that role at the university resulted in a position in Switzerland where I got to know my handsome spouse from France, with whom I currently share a family of four kids. That encounter altered everything. That kind stranger redirected my path in life, and I’m always appreciative.
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