A very thin, homeless girl was being escorted toward the exit of a luxurious charity gala by two security guards. She glanced at the piano and shouted, “Can I play the piano in exchange for a plate of food?”
The annual gala for the Future Pathways Foundation was the most dazzling—and suffocating—event of the season in San Francisco. Inside the grand ballroom of the Fairmont Hotel, everything gleamed: crystal chandeliers, couture gowns, diamonds worth more than entire apartments. At the center of it all moved the woman who owned the night—Margaret Whitmore. Philanthropist of…
