The acceptance letter arrived in a small envelope, devoid of any bells or whistles. It didn’t need any. The ink on the paper was more than enough.
“Congratulations, and welcome to Cornell University’s School of Hotel Administration,” it read.
A ticket to attend my top choice college. Whoa.
I’d spent the past year with the school’s brochure next to my bed, re-reading it every few days, becoming conscious of my potential and inspired by the program’s ability to help me achieve it.
Certain moments in life transform (or confirm) the direction of one's life altogether.
For me, this was one of them.
I spent the next four years engaged in what I’d best describe as radical expansion.
See it ➔ Try it
And there was so much to see and try:
▶️ I took courses that made me think, and others that taught me how to think.
▶️ I enrolled in "business" clubs, and joined groups like the concert commission.
▶️ I studied abroad in Botswana, where alongside a group of grad students, I worked with a local NGO to help commercialize an indigenous bean.
▶️ I studied abroad in Barcelona, where I learned what it's like to immerse myself in a culture different from my own.
▶️ I attended the Dean's Distinguished Lecture Series, where industry leaders came and spoke with us about their storied careers.
▶️ I took a class called "Wines". And another called "Real Estate Finance".
▶️ I did internships at places ranging from MTV (where I worked on the VMAs, remember those?) to Ian Schrager Company, whose namesake inspired one of my college essays. What a dream.
▶️ I met people who have become life-long friends, business partners, and continued sources of inspiration.
▶️ I learned that hospitality is a way of life, and most importantly, that "Life is Service".
My experience was defined by the constant pursuit of "what could be".
That was ~20 years ago.
I spent this past weekend visiting campus, where my brother-in-law is now a wide-eyed freshman (also a "Hotelie"). And I brought my son, who sees EVERYTHING with fresh, wide open eyes, too.
And it got me thinking.
If I could give any one piece of advice to a college freshman, what would it be?
I'd probably tell them: "It’s impossible to know what could be without trying—so try it all."
And for me, my visit back to Ithaca was as a gentle reminder to allow curiosity and exploration to serve as lifelong companions, not just the tools of youth.
Curious...
If you could give one piece of advice to your college-aged self, what would it be, and is that advice you could take yourself now? If so, what's stopping you?
Your journey is truly inspiring. For first-generation college students, I'd advise them to seek out mentors, build a strong support network, and never hesitate to ask for help. How has your experience at #StJohns shaped your perspective on the hospitality industry?