Wednesday, October 14
I ran into an old professor who calmly congratulated me when he heard I had been laid off, and then offered to write me recommendation letters without skipping a beat. Under his sunglasses and multi-colored beret, he smiled sincerely at me. And why not. He was out for a stroll on a beautiful campus, a break between classes where he teaches something he cares about.
I joined a lunch table of an old history professor and his history colleagues. We chatted for a bit and they also told me congratulations in their own thoughtful ways. Soon the conversation turned to history, confirming what we all always thought we knew. Teachers eat, sleep and breathe their passions. Interestingly enough, this also happens at Insurance lunches. At least I think. I was sleeping.
Today reminded me how great it was to be a student. I look forward to trying it again.