What Goes Around

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while
trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming
from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.There, mired
to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling
to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a
slow and terrifying death. The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to
the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped
out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had
saved. "I wantto repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's
life." "No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer
replied, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's ownson came
to the door of the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.
"Yes," the farmer replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me take him
and give him a good education. If the lad is anything like his father,
he'll grow to a man you canbe proud of." And that he did. In time, Farmer
Fleming's son graduated fromSt. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London,
and went on to becomeknown throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander
Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin. Years afterward, the nobleman's
son was stricken with pneumonia. What saved him? Penicillin. The name of
the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son'sname? Sir Winston
Churchill. Someone once said what goes around comes around.