In the closing decade of the 80s, I was beginning a low-cost journey to Europe with a travel partner. Because my companion was considering starting a postgraduate program in NYC, we had booked a fortnight visit there before heading to London.
We got to the graduate housing, a large multi-story edifice on the UWS named International House. After dropping our bags, we went directly to the dining hall, where we got some food, sat down, and started talking to people eating there.
Sitting next to me was an Iraqi man studying engineering at Columbia University. He wanted to know what I did, and I shared that I had just graduated with a degree in science and had been conducting research with electron microscopy.
He mentioned that there was an research lab at Columbia University – right next door to the engineering department, which was how he knew about it. He proposed that I consider applying for a position with them. I laughed it off, saying that I was about to fly to Europe and, more critically, I lacked a US visa.
A day later I ventured out, returning to the canteen that after dark. The man from Iraq walked over to me and let me know that he had set up a meeting for me with the director of the microscopy lab at Columbia. Given that he had taken the effort, I showed up for the discussion – but immediately informed my prospective employer that I was without a work permit, so I was probably wasting her time.
Reflecting the city's spirit – a city where opportunities abound – she responded: “That can be arranged. What's your start date?” I didn't board the aircraft to London.
I worked there for 36 months. One of the benefits was that I also received complimentary education at Columbia, and I seized the chance to complete a master’s of international affairs.
I lost touch with him and I can't recall his identity, but his selfless gesture transformed my future in multiple respects. I lacked the bravery or self-belief to contact anyone at an elite institution and seek a position. Additionally, I had consistently hoped to pursue education overseas, but could never have afforded it without that educational benefit.
Critically, that role at the university led me to a job in Zurich where I got to know my beautiful French husband, with whom I am raising four wonderful sons and daughters. This was a pivotal life event. That kind stranger changed my trajectory in life, and I’m eternally thankful.
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