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07-08-2014, 10:15 AM
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GoodGrief.)
John Arrillaga once called me, and I couldn't have been more thrilled than if it was...well, pretty much anybody.
Around the Harbaugh/Toby era, I mailed a brief note to John Arrillaga at his business address thanking him for all that he has done for Stanford Athletics. Three days later, I get a call from an unfamiliar 650 number, and when I answered, I heard a strong, older voice saying, "This is John Arrillaga calling to thank you for a very classy letter!" HOLY COW, THE GODFATHER HIMSELF WAS CALLING ME!!! So we chatted briefly--I called him "Mr. Arrillaga" because appending the "Mr." was the only way I could think of to convey how much respect I had for him. I told him how much all of us Stanford people appreciated what he's done for the University, and I told him that we all think it even if we don't always get to express it to him directly. He told me, "Always remember your alma mater!" And I told him that I do and that I donate every year--just not quite in the quantities that he does. And he responded, "Well, that will change because someday you are going to be very, very rich!" I told him that I sure hoped he was right, and we said our good-byes.
Honestly, it was such a thrill that somebody like John Arrillaga would pick up the phone and give me a call. I still get excited thinking about it. John's prediction about me hasn't happened just yet, but I'm sure it will--John just didn't put a time frame on it...