So I tell you, even in the simplest thing…a lady came one day, she said, “I want more money.” I said, “What do you do?” She said, “I am a seamstress and yet I am also an artist. I design and yet I’m a seamstress, but I do aid in designing.” I said, “Now what do you want?” She said, “I want x-number dollars, and then minus…I’m a single person living in a hotel, so minus my deductions for taxes and all the other things that are taken out of my salary, I want exactly $100.” This goes a way back in years, not today; I’m going back when a hundred dollars was really not what a hundred dollars is today. And she said, “This is what I did, I held the envelope in my hand and then I tore off the end. I could hear the tearing of the paper, the envelope. I shook the contents out and then I counted out the money, even to the very pennies that I would get if I had x-number of dollars minus that they would deduct. I counted everything out. That very week the phone rang in the lobby of my hotel and here was a total stranger…she knew of me but had never met me…and she asked me if I would see her. So I came down to the lobby, not knowing who she was, and here was someone who employed many people and offered me a job and paid me to the penny what I had counted out.”384 ¶22