Saturday – Andrea Carter

Today was something like the 22nd annual Andrea Carter memorial alumni soccer tournament at MMU. The  tournament is held every year in honor of Andrea (aka Anna) Carter who died in a traffic accident only a mile from her home back in 1990.  Andrea was an organ donor.. like Sam, her organs saved the lives of several other people.

Since then , Andrea’s dad, Jim has been a tireless promoter of organ donation awareness. He has a great program that lines up with drivers ed that tells folks about the importance of signing their donor intent lines on their drivers license.  Diane, Gabe and I went with Jim once to the drivers ed class at MMU.. then I went one more time at Essex. Jim does a great job with the drivers ed kids ,, for such a touch topic, Jim makes the presentation very upbeat. He talks about Andrea, of course.. then he holds up a soda bottle and makes the analogy of recycling.. The really powerful thing Jim does is to take organ recipients with him to talk about the very positive difference that organ donation can make in the world. Jim rode on  the  ‘Donate Life’ float in the Rose Bowl in 2009  in Andrea’s memory..

These memorial stones are out on the ports fields at the school . I look at them often.. They’re about 10 feet apart.. I really like the message  between the two stones..   Organ donation really is about sharing. .

 


The game itself was nice, too.. it was the current varsity soccer team vs. all alumni.. the alums won 3 to 2.. and everyone had a good time..

ok.. we’re going out now.. more tomorrow.

nite all, nite sam

-me

Friday Night – Teachers !

Insanely busy day with a very nice start.. I had the very distinct privileged of speaking at the Chittenden East Supervisory Union teachers in-service day. Nearly all the teachers from the Unions 9 schools were there.. i think there were about 300 of them..  The meeting was at Mount Mansfield, the Unions’ only High School… and the one that all three of our boys have attended . John A. the Superintendent told me that one high school serves an area 45 miles long..  whcih i think would take at least an hour and a half to drive..

I was so nervous and excited to be able to speak to these teachers. I’m such a HUGE fan of teachers.. I told them that I still feel like a little kid when I meet a teacher.. which is funny, because many of these teachers could be my kid ! Seriously these folks looked young. They were all so… (I have to say it) so.. cute !

Who ever  knew that teachers wore short pants ?!?!

i was impressed how well behaved they all were.. They didn’t have to be asked twice to finish up their juice and cookies and file in to the auditorium .

Superintend John was master of ceremony along with our friend  Jen B.. She’s now the Assistant Superintendent for the Union.. she was psyched to take on the new job, i could tell .

 

John gave soem of the hilights from last year..

then Pat got up to introduce the 30 or so new teachers from across the district. She’d made certificates for each of them ‘signed’ by Mitt Romney and Barack Obama. She gave folks instructions to scratch out the one that didn’t win. She was a HOOT !

Then it was my tern.. I was so nervous.. i have such a respect for teachers.. and I knew so many of them..   My talk went pretty well.. i remembered most of my points and my demo worked.. .. i felt good..   My ‘s message was on the importance of play and passion in your work. Its a theme that keeps coming up for me now. I really thought abou tit.. and realized that the teachers who most influnced me were the ones that had a playful nature and passion around their subject. Ms Lincoln, Ms Kelly .Mr Sathoof, Dr. Rutenbar.. if you’re out there.. that means you !

after my talk came the main event. Pat was retiring after more than 40 years working there.. They made her a robe and a crown.. very , very funny.. She was so gracious about the teasing. you could tell that she is well loved. .

 


After the session it was 9 AM and time for work.. I did get some time to schmooze with the teachers. I had two funny Colony interactions with two of the new teachers.    This guy used to teach at Centerpoint school. He told me that they’d done a history unit which was based on on the Colony.. it was about post apocalyptic scenarios.

An the woman here with Jen told me that right after she watched one of the Colony episodes in which we built a water filter, she was asked about mfiltering water on a teach certification exam.. How cool is that ??!

The rest of the day was solid meeting till 6.. but the morning time with the teachers put me in a good space..

i think I want to be a teacher when I grow up..

-me

Thursday night – the hunt

Busy day.. Many meeting punctuated by a trip to the dentist.. And.. Surprisingly enough.. A fox hunt. I wasn’t in the hunt.. But it went through the field in front of our house. It was really quite a spectacle . I think it was Oscar Wilde who described the hunt as ‘the unspeakable in pursuit of the indelible’. ,.. But this is neither.. They use artificial fox scent.. (where would one find such a thing ?) And these are not British noblemen.. They’re neighbors.


You don’t see something like that everyday… It makes me glad that we live in the country…

Ok.. Time for bed.. More tomorrow..
-nite all, nite Sam
-me

Wednesday day – love what you do

Worked all day then ran out to catch gabes per season soccer scrimmage.. As I ran out. (late) I almost tripped on this foot long rock that was sitting on our back step. I looked back and saw that it had this inscription on it


What was thy about . Where did it come from . Who’d put it there ? What did it mean… Well.. I knew what it meant literally.. What did it mean that it appeared on my back step today… All the musty was cleared up when I saw gabe after the game.. He’d been working at Chris’s today and they had some extra masking for a pair of stones someone had requested.. Do what you love and love what you do… They’d made a few mistakes so they had an extra rubber max. Gabe slapped it on a stone, sandblasted it and painted the etching for me.. At least I think it’s for me.. I better ask…
The cool thing is that even though the message was something of an accident.. It’s very timely.. I’ve been giving talks over the last couple of moths about the importance of play and passion in our every day work… The importance of loving what you do..the funny thing.. I say it’s funny at lest is that’s don’t always follow my own advice.. Id say I’m loving about 80% of what I’m doing.. I guess that’s not too bad. The rock is to remind me that I can still work on the other 20 % I guess…

Ok.. Time for bed .. ( ok to be honest.. Time for breaking bad)
Nite all, nite Sam
-me

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