I guess that it was only yesterday that I was informed that one of my beloved middle school teachers passed away. He was 68, would have been 69 in two weeks. His beautiful wife (my other middle school teacher), three daughters and grandchildren are now without the one strong man they had in their lives.
He was a teacher in every way. He opened our hearts and minds to a world that we would not have otherwise seen. He taught us to love and to stand for who we are, no matter how hard that is at times. He was a solid rock for my sister and I during our parents divorce.
His last year teaching (2006), we called him by his name when the parents were around... but when it was just the kids, he was grandpa.
In the next couple days, the shock will fade and the reality of it will hit me. For now, it doesn't feel real. Rest in peace, to an incredible man. Please pray for his family and friends.
