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In the Company of Angels

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'teasy.
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. Life is more accurately measured by the lives you touch than
the things you acquire.