Apr. 10th, 2005

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So, Friday was really nice, even though The Boy didn't show. Other people did, people whom I haven't seen in 16 years, and they all said I looked exactly the same, which is nice to hear, even if it isn't true.

The whole shindig was a surprise retirement party for Professor Rett Rich, who was the faculty advisor for Monmouth's radio station from its inception in 1975 until now. They told him the party was a small 30th anniversary celebration, and about 20 alumni were attending. 150 people showed. He was stunned and delighted, and gave a very tearfilled speech. It was hard not to cry.

Professor Rich, or "PR" as everyone calls him, was an amazing professor. He was one of those once in a lifetime people. He was a teacher in the truest sense of the word. He was enthusiastic, encouraging, interesting and kind. He taught public speaking, and brought out the best in the most timid of people. 16 years on he still remembers me like it was yesterday and not in a 'oh, yeah, I taught you once' manner, but like I was his best student ever. And he does that with everyone.

I did okay until it was time to say goodbye to him. He hugged me tightly and I told him "I haven't been a student for 16 years and I'm going to miss you." and cried. I couldn't help it.

He gave a little speech to introduce his successor and gave the successor a framed license plate that said the call letters of the radio station - the Executive Board gave it to him when I was on the staff of the station, incidentally. He said he hoped that the license plate would be something that got handed down through the years, linking everyone from the stations start. He said we were all like family.

He's a great guy.

I was going to talk about our bicycling adventure, but I've babbled enough and it is past time to put Charlie to bed.

G'night all!
charliesmum: (Default)
So, Friday was really nice, even though The Boy didn't show. Other people did, people whom I haven't seen in 16 years, and they all said I looked exactly the same, which is nice to hear, even if it isn't true.

The whole shindig was a surprise retirement party for Professor Rett Rich, who was the faculty advisor for Monmouth's radio station from its inception in 1975 until now. They told him the party was a small 30th anniversary celebration, and about 20 alumni were attending. 150 people showed. He was stunned and delighted, and gave a very tearfilled speech. It was hard not to cry.

Professor Rich, or "PR" as everyone calls him, was an amazing professor. He was one of those once in a lifetime people. He was a teacher in the truest sense of the word. He was enthusiastic, encouraging, interesting and kind. He taught public speaking, and brought out the best in the most timid of people. 16 years on he still remembers me like it was yesterday and not in a 'oh, yeah, I taught you once' manner, but like I was his best student ever. And he does that with everyone.

I did okay until it was time to say goodbye to him. He hugged me tightly and I told him "I haven't been a student for 16 years and I'm going to miss you." and cried. I couldn't help it.

He gave a little speech to introduce his successor and gave the successor a framed license plate that said the call letters of the radio station - the Executive Board gave it to him when I was on the staff of the station, incidentally. He said he hoped that the license plate would be something that got handed down through the years, linking everyone from the stations start. He said we were all like family.

He's a great guy.

I was going to talk about our bicycling adventure, but I've babbled enough and it is past time to put Charlie to bed.

G'night all!

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