Not sure if the story is factual....some of you here might. But when I read it I thought of Sabans gesture to you and your kids.....enjoy
It Don't Cost Nuthin' to be Nice
>
> At a Touchdown Club meeting many years before his death, Coach Paul "Bear"
> Bryant told the following story:
>
> I had just been named the new head coach at Alabama and was off in my old
> car down in South Alabama recruiting a prospect who was supposed to have
> been a pretty good player and I was havin' trouble finding the place.
> Getting hungry I spied an old cinder block building with a small sign out
> front that simply said "Restaurant."
>
> I pull up, go in and every head in the place turns to stare at me. Seems I'm
> the only white fella in the place. But the food smelled good so I skip a
> table and go up to a cement bar and sit. A big ole man in a tee shirt and
> cap comes over and says, "What do you need?" I told him I needed lunch and
> what did they have today? He says, "You probably won't like it here, today
> we're having chitlins, collared greens and black eyed peas with cornbread.
> I'll bet you don't even know what chitlins (small intestines of hogs
> prepared as food in the deep South) are, do you?" I looked him square in the
> eye and said, "I'm from Arkansas , I've probably eaten a mile of them.
> Sounds like I'm in the right place." They all smiled as he left to serve me
> up a big plate. When he comes back he says, "You ain't from around here
> then?"
>
> I explain I'm the new football coach up in Tuscaloosa at the University and
> I'm here to find whatever that boy's name was and he says, yeah I've heard
> of him, he's supposed to be pretty good. And he gives me directions to the
> school so I can meet him and his coach.
>
> As I'm paying up to leave, I remember my manners and leave a tip, not too
> big to be flashy, but a good one and he told me lunch was on him, but I told
> him for a lunch that good, I felt I should pay.
>
> The big man asked me if I had a photograph or something he could hang up to
> show I'd been there. I was so new that I didn't have any yet. It really
> wasn't that big a thing back then to be asked for, but I took a napkin and
> wrote his name and address on it and told him I'd get him one.
>
> I met the kid I was lookin' for later that afternoon and I don't remember
> his name, but do remember I didn't think much of him when I met him. I had
> wasted a day, or so I thought.
>
> When I got back to Tuscaloosa late that night, I took that napkin from my
> shirt pocket and put it under my keys so I wouldn't forget it. Back then I
> was excited that anybody would want a picture of me. The next day we found a
> picture and I wrote on it, "Thanks for the best lunch I've ever had."
>
> Now let's go a whole buncha years down the road. Now we have black players
> at Alabama and I'm back down in that part of the country scouting an
> offensive lineman we sure needed.. Y'all remember, (and I forget the name,
> but it's not important to the story), well anyway, he's got two friends
> going to Auburn and he tells me he's got his heart set on Auburn too, so I
> leave empty handed and go on see some others while I'm down there.
>
> Two days later, I'm in my office in Tuscaloosa and the phone rings and it's
> this kid who just turned me down, and he says, "Coach, do you still want me
> at Alabama ?" And I said, "Yes I sure do." And he says OK, he'll come. And I
> say, "Well son, what changed your mind?" And he said, "When my grandpa found
> out that I had a chance to play for you and said no, he pitched a fit and
> told me I wasn't going nowhere but Alabama, and wasn't playing for nobody
> but you. He thinks a lot of you and has ever since y'all met." Well, I
> didn't know his granddad from Adam's housecat so I asked him who his
> granddaddy was and he said, "You probably don't remember him, but you ate in
> his restaurant your first year at Alabama and you sent him a picture that
> he's had hung in that place ever since. That picture's his pride and joy and
> he still tells everybody about the day that Bear Bryant came in and had
> chitlins with him."
>
> "My grandpa said that when you left there, he never expected you to remember
> him or to send him that picture, but you kept your word to him and to
> Grandpa, that's everything. He said you could teach me more than football
> and I had to play for a man like you, so I guess I'm going to."
>
> I was floored. But I learned that the lessons my mama taught me were always
> right. It don't cost nuthin' to be nice. It don't cost nuthin' to do the
> right thing most of the time, and it costs a lot to lose your good name by
> breakin ' your word to someone.
>
> When I went back to sign that boy, I looked up his Grandpa and he's still
> running that place, but it looks a lot better now; and he didn't have
> chitlins that day, but he had some ribs that woulda made Dreamland proud and
> I made sure I posed for a lot of pictures; and don't think I didn't leave
> some new ones for him, too, along with a signed football.
>
> I made it clear to all my assistants to keep this story and these lessons in
> mind when they're out on the road. If you remember anything else from me,
> remember this.. It really doesn't cost anything to be nice, and the rewards
> can be unimaginable.