Sometimes on the radio I hear the name of a woman who with her husband supports Public Broadcasting programs on the national level. On one occasion I helped this philanthropist find her way on a long, winding, and difficult course.
At the time she was vice chair of the trustees of the City University of New York. A new chancellor of the university was being installed, and she was to lead the academic procession in Lincoln Center’s Avery Fisher Hall. My job was to get the procession to its starting point at the back of the auditorium for its march down the aisle to the stage.
I knew the route from a similar role each year in the commencement exercises of the college I worked for, a minor unit of the City University. Of the sizable committee planning the installation, I was the sole master of the concert hall’s backstage…
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