Some months ago, Thomas Ng’s good friend Gary fell into a funk. And not just any funk, but a deep blue funk. A well of sadness, precipitated by heartbreak, that kept getting deeper. Before, Gary had been the life of his circle of friends. Now he wouldn’t return phone calls. He rarely left his apartment. His gaze was vacant.
So Mr. Ng, a 26-year-old design student at the School of Visual Arts, decided to shower his disconsolate friend with the goodwill of strangers. He rented a $6-a-month voice mailbox and put up fliers around Union Square and the East Village bearing the phone number of the mailbox and a simple request: “Please say, ‘I love you, Gary’ after the beep.”
“Who Is Gary and Why Are People Saying Such Nice Things to Him?" by JENNIFER BLEYER in The New York Times, Feb 27th, 2005
As of this posting, March 7th, the voicemail box is stil working. I’m sure Gary would like to hear from folks around the world. If you have SkypeOut or similar, you could give him a call.
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