Inspirational people...

Today I got a great package from Mom and Karen (I'm feeling like Christmas comes dozens of times a year!). In the package I received lots of fun things (like Spongebob everything--thanks, Karen!) but also mom matted and framed my diploma and graduation award.
I almost didn't really feel that graduating was a big deal until I saw those pieces of paper...Somehow I now belong to a group of people who will proudly display their hard work in a pretty package on the wall of their office-like space, so all can see that they have achieved some sort of greatness. I mean, it might be viewed as a load of malarchy, but one can get sentimental looking at those scraps of paper. Tree bits that encompass seconds and minutes and hours and days and weeks and months and years of hard work. The time that one puts in to start-off in this world. I guess it's like grown up macaroni art or coloring book pages. Hmm. Anyhow, back to graduating and college life in general:

Since I've put up a picture of one my inspiring teachers this year, I am now putting up a picture of one of my all-time favorite teachers, Dr. Stambaugh. Dr. Stambaugh is an absolutely amazing man, and he has my full respect and admiration. My first year at MSM I was stuck in a theory class with a horrible teacher who was an easy grader, a show-off, and of course, most everyone liked him...but he didn't teach us anything. In the long run, my A's meant nothing, and it was very frustrating. I heard that Dr. Stambaugh was the hardest of the theory teachers, and so I transferred to his class for my second year. I was behind compared to those that had studied with him the year before, and felt quite misplaced. Dr. Stambaugh learned my name right away, made me feel at home in his class, and always spent time explaining things to any of us that needed the extra help. He always challenged the way we would think, and always made us look at things from every direction and with every method "like a chess game where you must see the pieces from each and every angle"...I miss Dr. Stambaugh and hope that I will be lucky enough to encounter more teachers like him--teachers who love their art, and who have a deep passion for sharing knowledge with all who have the desire to learn.
Thank you, Dr. Stambaugh.