During the last few months of my final year at UBC, my cash flow was running dry. One day as I was walking in the East Mall, Dean Gage was walking towards me. As we met, the following conversation took place.
” Sir, where is your office?”
” On the ground floor in the Buchanan Building.What can I do for you, son ?”
” I need some money”.
He told me to make an appointment with his secretary.When we met, Dean Gage offered me a $80 bursary.
Over the years I have donated to UBC, but never enough to pay back the generosity Dean Gage offered me.
Quon Chow
BASc 1964
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