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Tuesday, 23 June 2009 14:14 |
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June 23, 2009
As we plan our (good golly miss Molly! ) 40th high school reunion, my fellow planner Holly DCB, who should have been a private detective and is doing the heavy lifting, is ferreting out long lost classmates and even elementary school teachers and tennis coaches from days of athletic glory.
I have fond memories in particular of my eccentric, former Canadian Junior champion tennis coach Rob Olear who made me the #1 singles star of our school, and no doubt heartthrob to countless of my female classmates (in my dreams only of course). He would stand behind our opponents and jingle keys and coins in his pocket to distract them at key point in the matches, among other tricks up his sleeve. Didn’t help. I still lost. Tennis was my passion in highschool and he was quite a character, but still, he was my coach.
And I am saddened to learn of the recent passing of Mr. Macaluso, my 6th grade teacher with the famous ‘meatball row’ in the back of the class for class clowns and naer-do-wells, which I narrowly escaped being relegated to. With vivid stories of his Army experiences, and high expectations of his students, I have never forgotten my time in his class.
Mr. Olear, and Mr. Macaluso, wherever you are, thank you for all you have to me, and countless others before and after me. Teachers, parents, friends, and colleagues all touch the lives of so many others. Each day we have the chance to have a positive impact on the lives of others, if we look for the opportunities to do so.
To me it is the greatest privelege to be important in the lives of others. There is no greater calling here on Earth. This then is the answer to the question: What is the meaning of life. It means what we make it to mean. And to me, it is: to be a blessing in the lives of others.
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