In the closing decade of the 80s, I was embarking on a backpacking trip to Europe with a friend. Because my friend was considering pursuing a master’s degree in the Big Apple, we had arranged a 14-day stopover there en route to London.
We arrived at the graduate housing, a sizeable multi-story edifice on the UWS named International House. Once we unpacked, we headed straight to the dining hall, where we grabbed food, sat down, and engaged in conversation with other diners.
Beside me was an gentleman from Iraq pursuing an engineering degree at a prestigious New York university. He asked me what I my profession was, and I told him that I had just graduated with a science degree and had been working on studies with electron microscopy.
He mentioned that there was an electron microscope unit at the institution – right next door to the school of engineering, which was how he knew about it. He suggested that I should apply for a position with them. I laughed it off, explaining that I was heading off to Europe and, even more importantly, I lacked a US visa.
The following day I ventured out, going back to the cafeteria that evening. The Iraqi student came up to me and let me know that he had set up a meeting for me with the head of the electron microscope unit at Columbia. Because he had gone to the trouble, I showed up for the discussion – but right away told my prospective employer that I lacked the necessary visa, so I was likely not a suitable candidate.
Reflecting the city's spirit – a metropolis where opportunities abound – she declared: “We'll handle it. How soon can you begin?” I missed my plane to London.
I held that position for 36 months. An advantage of the role was that I also received free tuition at Columbia, and I used the opportunity to finish a master’s of international affairs.
I lost touch with him and I am unaware of his name, but his incredible act of kindness changed my life in multiple respects. I lacked the confidence or nerve to contact anyone at an elite institution and seek a position. Additionally, I had consistently hoped to take classes in another country, but lacked the financial means without that educational benefit.
Critically, that gig at Columbia paved the way for a role in Europe where I got to know my handsome spouse from France, with whom I now have four wonderful sons and daughters. This was a pivotal life event. That helpful person changed my trajectory in life, and I’m eternally thankful.
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