Fred and I had just finished a breakfast meeting at a local hotel, when a young woman ran in apologizing to everyone for being so late. She was supposed to park cars for the guests. She explained that she was a single mother of three, had just dropped them off at school, and now her car had broken down on the highway and it was old and beyond repair. Fred had me take her shopping to find a car around $10,000, which was the legal gift limit per the IRS. We found a nice one, paid the tax, and she was very happy. Last year, twenty years later, she walked into our office and said she was the new manager for our 24-story building. She said Fred’s generosity inspired her, she went back to school, earned her degrees for management and now had just been promoted to her new position.