Today, I’m blessed beyond deserving, but there’s a small pang of hunger that never leaves my belly, and I know there are still too many college students (like I was) and regular folk, who are food and shelter deprived while living in what is the wealthiest nation on Earth.
I’m far from a paragon of humility and grace, but on that one occasion when necessity demanded it, I chose to do what was best for my community, my school, and my players rather than what was best for me.
We will most likely never reach a state of true colorblindness nor am I sure we should, but I’d be proud to be member of the American generation that finally picked up that can of systemic racism and placed it in the rubbish of American history.
I will be forever indebted to Coach Legando for the lessons I learned from him first hand as will be the literally thousands of students and athletes who have had the privilege of being in his charge. Through the reading of To Lead a Good Life, that opportunity is now available to everyone.
Going forward, I hope to exercise my rage according to Aristotle’s standards, directed to the right person, in the right degree, at the right time, and for the right purpose.
“Based upon my long experience as one who appreciates, teaches, and regularly employs metaphorical language, I think an even more appropriate comparison for President Trump than a Teflon pan is a child’s toy, the Etch-a-Sketch.”
It has been my absolute pleasure to share a hallway and love of teaching with Mrs. Ferd for over twenty years, and I plan to treasure the precious and few we have remaining together.