His Divine Grace Tridandi Goswami A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami

Nalini Kanta : My wife and I hitchhiked from the East Coast to Berkeley, because the devotees in Philadelphia had told us about the great Ratha-yatra Festival in San Francisco and that if we went we could meet His Divine Grace. At the time I was a guitar-carrying folk musician who wore a fringe leather jacket. I wrote to Prabhupada regularly, telling him who I was and sending him the lyrics to the songs I was writing. Every few months in Berkeley a letter would come with "His Divine Grace Tridandi Goswami A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami" letterhead. One day such a letter came and all the devotees gathered around. Jayananda, the temple president, opened it while the devotees eagerly asked, "Who's it for, who's it for?" Jayananda read it and said, "Oh, it's for that guy Tom who lives up the block." I learned from this experience that His Divine Grace did not discriminate. He reciprocated with whoever came to him.