This weekend I found myself paying my respects to, of all people, by 5th grade teacher. I know. It seems crazy 50 years later; however, I have to tell you that my best friend said when I told her that I was going to his wake, "I thought of you immediately when I saw his obituary." Sometimes you just meet people that you connect with. This man has his own wonderful family yet he always included me in their activities long after I left his class.
Nobody knew who I was when I entered the room. His wife held my hand, his son kissed me and all that were there wrapped me in their love and warmth. I walked in to pay my respects to those who loved him and left knowing why this man had such a strong influence on me. He has left behind all of the things that we should all aspire to - the love of family and respect from all those he came in contact with throughout his life.
What's YOUR legacy?