A man told that many years after receiving his graduate degree, he returned to the State University of New York at Binghamton as a faculty member. One day in a crosded elevator, someone remarked on its inefficiency. He remarked that the elevator hadn't changed in the 20 years since he began there as a student.
When the door finally opened, he felt a compassionate pat on his back, and turned to see an elderly nun smiling at him. "You'll get that degree, dear," she whispered. "Perseverance is a kind of virtue."
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