It was back in 2008 when my youngest daughter, Melanie D'Andrea, then a University of Miami undergrad, came home to share a great idea she had. She had been a DJ, News Director and then General Manager of WVUM, the school's Radio Station. She had been complaining that everything in the radio station was rundown, disorganized, boxes everywhere and no place to sit.
Melanie said she was going to write to a few furniture stores to see if they had some furniture, or an old couch to donate to the school and she wanted me to proof-read the letters. My heart sank. How not to break her enthusiasm? Who was going to donate to a private school? How touched were they going to be with this story about privileged students that did not have where to sit in their own radio station? What furniture store would simply donate items without a real compelling reason?
So here is a summary of why intentions count and we should always aim for the stars: