My friend, of many years, and former SIUC Chancellor, Jo Ann Argersinger, often referred to the ability to focus on the task at hand.

I had the privilege of taking two of the history courses that she taught as well as witnessing her astute administrative and leadership skills and I did note her total immersion in what she was doing.

Have you ever experienced someone who is supposed to be providing you a service…and yet they seemed a million miles from your needs…that they were supposed to be addressing?

Sadly, it is not unusual to be shopping in your local department store or Wal-Mart or supermarket and feel as if you are totally alone even though you are in a crowd of people.

As you search for a person, who works for the establishment, and you notice that when they see you…they seem to go the other way.

On more than one occasion I have asked a Wal-Mart employee for assistance and their response to me was that they were either going to their break or that they were on their break.  One of the occasions involved an aisle full of spilled laundry detergent that was extremely slick and was a safety hazard.  I informed the person that did not have time for the safety issue that I would inform their manager…to which they groused that they would mop it up.

Now, this is not just Wal-Mart staff or retail workers but, indeed, this illness of ‘surface service’ has permeated the professional ranks as well.

It is a bit disconcerting when you tell your doctor your symptoms and they ignore you or do not have more than the 10 minutes allotted to your office visit.

Or if you are a member of an office staff and you have been anointed to accomplish the lion’s share of the work…while your co-workers study their smart telephones.

Many of us say that immigrants are stealing our jobs….

Are you willing to pick apples or peaches or cut grass?  I am not referring to doing a half ass job of picking fruit…but rather working 12 – 15 hour days in the hot sun.

When I became a Building Service Worker I at Southern Illinois University at Carbondale in 1978…I determined that I was going to be a professional custodial employee.

The illustrious Building Service Staff at SIU…is something to behold in our world of a hit and a miss…or ‘good enough for government work.’

Building Services is currently working with a skeleton crew of under 60 full time employees and maintaining over 200 building per day and it is a seven day operation.

Building Services is an elite staff of professionals who double and triple their herculean work load in order to facilitate their University being clean and germ free for our precious students.

These are a group of shock troops that are complexly immersed in their vital academic support duties.

The only way that you can be the manager of SIU’s Building Services is to be a totally committed leader and a person who thinks nothing of devoting many hours to the mission of the organization.

‘Lead, Follow Or Get the Hell Out Of the Way’   dondalrymple.com

Study, research, briefings, reading…and detailed thought and planning go into leading our country.

The State Department is vital and Ambassadors are the thin human line that often separates us from war.

There is a concrete reason that the President of the United States has so many, necessary, advisors.

The critical information that is necessary for the continued survival and viability of the United States of America…can not all be obtained from, Fox and Friends.

Kim Jong-un has murdered his own people and members of his family.

It is wonderful that President Trump obtained the release of three Americans that were being held captive in North Korea…a few days ago.

When the President referred to the North Korean leader being, ‘nice’, he is referring to the leader that sent us Otto Warmbier…nearly dead…and who died a few days after his return to the United States.

Just after the President referred to the North Korean leader as ‘nice’ he asked the three prisoners, that had just been freed, to speak…and one said that he did a lot of hard labor…but that they did treat him…when he became ill.

Kim Jong-un…is not nice.

The Amazon Prime, episode in the Philip K. Dick Anthology Electric Dreams, entitled ‘Kill All Others’ was mesmerizing and, although it was produced prior to the current political administration, is a tale for our time.

‘Philbert Noyce sees a political candidate on television – the only candidate running for President – introduce a slogan, ‘Kill All Others.’  At first it seems he’s the only one who saw this – the real vs. illusion quandary – but soon confirms that others have seen this, and inevitably comes to think of himself as an ‘other’ and then becomes an ‘other’ himself.’   FUTURISM

I was listening this morning to an old radio show called Life with Louige.  The show was taped in 1946 and it dealt with Louige, an immigrant, attending an auction being held in his new home, America.

The first bid for a statue of former President George Washington, was $50.  Louige, joyfully bid $50.  The next bid was for $75…and Louige, without hesitation, bid $75.  The next bid was for $100…and Louige bid…$100.

When the auctioneer, kindly told Louige, that he was bidding against himself…he responded that his new home, America, was worth much more than $100…and that his customers, in his pizza parlor, would greet the statue of President Washington, each morning, by saying good morning Mr. President…and that each evening they would say to the austere statue…have a good night Mr. President.

A banker…who was listening to Louige and the auctioneer talk with each other…bid $1000.  Louige asked if he could pay the banker off in installment payments in order to still obtain the precious statue of our first President?

The banker told Louige…that he had purchased the statue for him as a gift…and that his love for the United States demonstrated why he deserved the statue.

The, dystopian, story of ‘Kill All Others’ built slowly to its insidious climax.  At first it seemed that the main character was the only one that had heard the candidate for the presidency of the combined countries of Mexico and the United States and Canada, and that it must have been an illusion.

Then, he noticed several of his neighbors chasing a woman and beating her and when he asked what the woman had done…they replied that she was one of the Others.

Soon, a large neon sign was erected across from his workplace that, clearly commanded to , ‘Kill All Others.’

Finally, on national television…the hanging body of a nameless person hung next to a billboard that, once again beseeched to ‘Kill All Others.’

The end of the, what is supposed to be futuristic, science fiction episode…showed the main character…hanging next to the new credo…

‘You shall not wrong or oppress a resident , alien, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt.’

When an alien resides with you in your land, you shall not oppress the alien.  The alien who resides with you shall be to you as the citizen among you;  you shall love the alien as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God.’

‘For the Lord your God is God of gods and Lord of Lords, the great God, mighty awesome, who is not partial and takes no bribe, who executes justice for the orphan and the widow, and who loves the strangers, providing them food and clothing.  You shall love the stranger, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt.’

‘You shall not abhor any of the Edomites, for they are your kin.  You shall not abhor any of the Egyptians, because you were an alien residing in their land.  The children of the third generation that are born to them may be admitted to the assembly of the Lord.’

Exodus 22:21, Leviticus 19:33-34, Deuteronomy 10:17-19, and 23:7-8

‘Make America Great Again……………..’

‘Forever – is composed o Nows-

Tis not a different time-

Except for Infiniteness-

And Latitude of Home –

From this – experienced Here –

Remove the Dates  –  to These  –

Let Months dissolve in further Months  –

And years – exhale in Years –

Without Debate – or Pause –

Or Celebrated Days –

No different Our Years would be

From Anno Dominies -‘

Emily Dickinson

Today, is Commencement at many Universities and Colleges and High Schools.

Our, dear, great niece Paige, graduated today and she has so much promise for success and accomplishment.  She is an inspiration with her, lovely and mature, personality and her care for others.

Her mother, Tara, and her father, Mike, are the epitome of wonderful parents who care about their children and are actively involved in their lives.

It is Commencement at Southern Illinois University in Carbondale.

I was walking the Campus of SIU, yesterday, and I took great pleasure in observing the proud grandmothers and grandfathers and the moms and dads and the bothers and sisters and the friends of the graduates…walking in to Shryock Auditorium to witness their loved ones walk across the stage and receive their diplomas…signifying their academic accomplishments.

‘Forever is composed of Nows,’ Emily Dickinson told us.  And, really, a greater truth can not be told.

‘Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans.’   John Lennon

All to often we plan for the, far off, future, where we will have more time to enjoy life and to retire and to reflect on the profound meaning of our existence…when our future is now.

If you want to write a book…write it now.

If you want to paint…paint now.

If you want to tell someone that you love them…tell them…now.

I have often said to Mary Jane that joys and happiness that we experienced, at many times during our over 40 years together…may be the best year of our lives?

Graduates look out on the infinite opportunities that await them….the opportunities are now.

Do you want to help the poor and feed the hungry and visit the sick and be a friend to the lonely?

Do it now!

‘John Sidney McCain III is an American politician serving as the senior United States Senator from Arizona since 1987.’

‘During the Vietnam War, he was almost killed in the 1967 USS Forrestal fire.  While McCain was on a bombing mission over Hanoi, in October 1967, he was shot down, seriously injured, and captured by the North Vietnamese.  He was a prisoner of war until 1973.  McCain experienced torture and refused an out-of-sequence early reparation offer.  The wounds that he sustained during war have left him with lifelong physical disabilities.’   Wikipedia

‘Furor built Friday among lawmakers in both parties and family members following reports that one of President Donald Trump’s aides, Kelly Sadler, had mockingly referred to Sen. John McCain’s brain cancer during a White House meeting.’

In response to McCain’s announcement that he opposes Gina Haspel’s nomination as CIA director due to her refusal to label torture as immoral…Ms. Sadler, is reported to have said, ‘He’s dying anyway.’   NBC News

Meghan McCain said this morning on the television show, The View, that ‘we are all dieing and it is not how you die but how you live that matters.’

Ms. McChain also wondered how a White House staffer could make such a statement and still have her job the next morning?

A terrible and frightening and horrific political precedent is permeating our public, and private, discourse, since president Trump has, first campaigned for the presidency, and then secured the position.

Mr. Trump, when he was campaigning for the presidency, said that he did not view Sen. McCain as a war hero because he was captured and that he liked people who were not captured.

President Trump did not serve in the military due to six deferments…for bone spurs.

Where is the outrage and outcry of the Senator’s colleagues at this terrible and ignorant statement by a young staffer…who was simply following the lead of her president?

Senator John McCain has done more for his country and his political party, by accident, than president Trump, will ever do on purpose.

When it is acceptable speech to equivocate Nazis with those who are protesting Nazis and to make fun and belittle the disabled and to speak in a misogynistic manner regarding  women and to sexually harass women and to regularly and consistently…over a period of many years…utter prejudice and biased statements…and no one says…this is wrong…

God have mercy on us…

The Beacon of Freedom’s Bulb…has burned out…

Vicissitude – ‘he maintains his sunny disposition despite life’s vicissitudes’

‘synonyms – change, alteration, transformation, metamorphosis, transmutation, mutation, modification, transition, development, shift, switch, turn’   Oxford Living Dictionaries

‘Vacillate – go back and forth’

Synonyms: waffle, seesaw, waver, fluctuate, dither, oscillate, hesitate, hover, reel, rock, alternate, straddle, stagger, pause, swing, hedge, sway, change, hem and haw, silly-shally, be indecisive, be irresolute, change mind, fence-straddle, pussyfoot around, run hot and cold, whiffle, yo-yo’   Oxford Living Dictionaries

To live is to change.

When I was a schoolboy I could not wait to become an adult and go to work and make my own decisions.

Life seemed to be an unending road of opportunity and choices and decisions that were yet to be made.

The truth is that every turn in the road of life, that you take, has a cause and effect.

Life is a bit like the game of Monopoly in that there are constant changes and alterations to your expectations.

Some, even ‘go to jail and do not pass Go and do not collect $200.00.’

One of the great secrets of an enjoyable life is becoming accustomed to change.

I had a friend and a former History graduate student who was on the fast track to obtaining a Ph.D in his Discipline and becoming a professor.  He fell in love with a young woman who had several children…and subsequently he changed his Graduate  plans and went to work at Best Buy…to support his instant family.

A sudden change in your health…will alter your life plans.

War changes the life paths of the majority of a countries’s citizenry that are engaged in it.

World War II caused the citizens for many nations…to drop what they were doing and focus on one goal…winning the war.

The dropping of Atomic Bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki…changed the life of all who were not killed…in a permanent and often devastating manner.

I have witnessed many who travel across the country and around the globe in the quest of finding the illusive peace and happiness…that can only be found…within.

The only thing that is certain about life…is change.

From a youth to a young adult to a middle aged adult…to a senior citizen…the constant is change and the acclamation to it.

Life is a bit like riding a roller coaster…the high hills and deep valleys and the sharp corners…are frightening and exhilarating.

But, oh, what an exciting and unique…ride!

I have heard it said that, at times, ‘it is difficult to see the forest for the trees.’

Many years ago I was speaking with a minister, who I admired, and I asked him how he was doing.  Rev. Wetherborn commented that he was weary from the cares of life.  He went on to mention that he worked 40 hours per week, to make a living, and that he ministered at least another 40.  He said that although he knew that nature and life and family and friends…were wonderful and to be savored…he had little energy to do so.

Now my, Reverend friend, when you heard him speak…you would have thought that he had the world by the tail and understood the secrets of life.  I was taken aback and somewhat shocked when I heard the real thoughts of his heart.

But, you know, ministers are as human as the congregation that they minister to.

I recall the push to begin educating children at 3 and 4 years old.  Education is vital and should be lifelong…but a kid needs time to be a kid…that is education also.

When I was working at SIU it was nothing for me to work 16 and 18 hour days.  I did this regularly throughout my career.  I was immersed in everything that is Southern Illinois University…and I liked it.

However life is more than work and more than paying bills.

I believe that much of the depression and, counter-wise, much of the frantic frenetic pursuit of success and money and power and fame, of some nature…even if it is just a ‘big fish in a small pond,’ comes from our belief that if we are not working…we are not productive…and thus…we are not living.

‘We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute.  We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.  And the human race is filled with passion.  And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.  But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.’  Dead Poet’s Society

Success and money and the epitome of possessions, in the United States, is the gold standard for living a happy life.

How many rich people are truly happy?  Our president does not strike me as a happy man.

Everything that you see on the earth…returns to dust…entropy.

Being buried wearing a suit with big pockets is not the answer.  If it were the Egyptian Pharaohs are doing well in the after life!

Love and faith and helping others…produce lasting happiness.

Over the past 20 years I have become an art aficionado.

There is a captivating allure to fine art and its magnetism is compelling.

Jonathon and I made a quick visit to the University Museum today…and were not disappointed.

Last year the Museum was shuttered due to budget cuts.  Many of us felt like that our best friend had been laid off.

New Chancellor Montemagno reopened the Museum at the beginning of 2018 and it is inspirational to have it back!  The old saying that ‘you really do not realize what you have…until it is gone’ is true.

When I reflect on my love of art, I am reminded of my desire to hang some nice and peaceful paintings, similar to those that I had purchased at Down’s Furniture Store, when I worked there…on a monthly payment…that I am sure was not much, as I believed that surrounding yourself with beautiful items to look at aided in creating a happy life.

Early in my career at SIU I was assigned to the Allyn Building, which is the School of Art, and there it was that I first developed a keen interest in the magic that artists produce.

I noticed the friendly nature of the student artists that I encountered and took great pride in having their building, immaculate, for the Rickert Ziebold Art Competition.  In fact, my custodial efforts were so appreciated by the School of Art that I was invited, for many years, to the reception for the award winners that was held at, what was at that time, the home of the Chancellor.

Note: The above three photos are from a current University Museum Display by the Artist Larry Bernstein.

We visited Montreal, Canada in the latter 90’s.  What a lovely city and superbly friendly people!

Between the nightly search for the best creme brûlée in the city…to which each restaurant that we attended…swore that they had.  And, the wonderful Molson Beer and abundance of it at the Hard Rock Cafe.  Whereas, finally we pursued the Art Gallery’s.

Now, the Gallery that we enjoyed the most had the most interesting painting of Mary…that was painted on board by a french Canadian artist.  The painting was haunting in its realism and an aura that you could not look away from.

As the french speaking gallery attendant spoke enthusiastically to me regarding the painting…she quickly switched to english and asked me if I would like another glass of red wine.  With each glass of wine…the art called to me…more.

There was also an intriguing pastel of the Cathedral of Notre Dame, in Paris, that was painted by the artist, Edith Hoyt.  The gallery attendant told us that Ms. Hoyt had been one of the paramours of former President Franklin D. Roosevelt.

Later, our friend, Jo Ann, who was an expert on Roosevelt history…told us that she know nothing of Edith Hoyt.

However there is also a Notre Dame Cathedral in the ‘Paris of the North’ or better known as Montreal.  While Mary Jane toured the Cathedral I sat by a, prominent gargoyle, and throughly enjoyed smoking a quality Cohiba cigar.

Paducah, Kentucky has a wonderful art colony.  We have visited the artistic community for many years and it is a trip that is exciting and peaceful…at the same time.

I remember talking with, former SIU Board of Trustee Member Bill Norwood, and his telling me that after his retirement from United Airlines, where he was the first African American Pilot ever hired by the company, that he and his wife had chosen to make their home in Carbondale, Illinois because of the presence of SIU.  He went on to note that whatever you wanted to do…you could do in Southern Illinois due to  our, world class university.  Whether it was a love of Art or Broadway quality plays or nationally and internationally know performers, Ice Cube, performed last week, SIU afford the unique combination of a placid and rural setting with the cultural advantages of a major city.

I have been writing about the glory and wonder of Southern Illinois University…for awhile now.

On occasion I repeat myself, a little, but I do endeavor to discover new words and a different presentation regarding one of my favorite subjects.

I ran into my friend, Dave, today.  Dave is the Superintendent of the Grounds department.  He was busily checking the progress of; mulching and grass cutting and flower planting and all things that make SIU one of the most picturesque campuses in the State of Illinois and, indeed, in the nation.

As you will remember, I walk the Campus daily.  Each day I am heartened by the cheerful Grounds Staff that are performing the herculean task of turning unruly mother nature…into the Garden of Eden.

I also saw my buddy, Ira, who works for Grounds.  He is such a pleasant person, with a perpetual smile on his face and a glowing attitude.  Ira loves SIU and he is an example of the quality professionals that work daily to transform the University into a shining Ruby.

Dave, could not say enough good things about my friend, Elizabeth, who has assisted him is so many, meaningful ways in the Grounds Department.

Elizabeth, is the rare person who has the unique combination of; tremendous intelligence/extreme efficiency/and an excellent communicator.  She is also works, unfailingly, for the betterment of Southern Illinois University.

I was a member of the Building Services department for over 32 years.  The dedication of the custodial staff is the expert and professional dedication that comes from career employees, for whom the success of SIU and the success of the student’s of SIU Carbondale…equals their success.

When I hear people speak of the diminishment of SIUC and the need to break away from it…I know that they have not met the hard working members of the Plant and Service Operations and Physical Plant Staff…

For if these critics had met them…they would know that SIU at Carbondale…has its best days…ahead!

My son, Jonathon, works at Key Control.  He not only is thrilled with his job but he and his colleagues take their job duties very seriously.

I had the pleasure of meeting, Liz, who trained Jonathon when he was hired at Key Control.  What a delightful person, she is, and a dedicated professional.

When I hear politicians and others, who seem to have a large megaphone to use in their un-informed berating and chastisement  of the SIUC Community…I realize that they have not taken the time to meet the precious members of this outstanding group of life long dedicated and experienced and polished and efficient, men and women…who without them…SIU would not exist.

I was just speaking with my friend of many years and we agreed that it is good to get away from work, from time to time.

Upon my retirement, January 1, 2011, I was repeatedly asked for the first three or more years…what I was doing for work now that I had retired?

I often responded that if I had wanted to continue working…I would have stayed at SIU…as it was my dream job.

Since my earliest days of employment at Southern Illinois University I had looked forward to the day that I could retire and pursue other interests…prior to the big sleep.

I have watched many of my colleagues retire at 65 or 70…or beyond…and witnessed them pass away within a year or less of their retirement.

Other of my friends have told me that work was all that made their life meaningful and that without it they would have no reason for living.

A life long friend asked me, not long after my retirement, if I felt like I was contributing anything to society without being employed?

It has seemed to me that life is more than working for a dollar.

Now, when I was employed…I worked many 16 and 18 hour days and thought nothing of it.  I was immersed in University life and work related duties.  I not only volunteered for many university committees and outreach groups but also was intricately involved in the political machinations of the Campus.

Work and career…have inherent in them a, somewhat, false construct of reality.

First, you have a boss to make happy.  No matter how much of a free thinker and rebel and bad-ass that you are…you will, of necessity, spend time in producing what your boss is expecting.

Bosses are mercurial!  No matter how fair and open-minded that supervisors are…you are subject to, at least some, of their personal bias and personal agendas.

When I first began at the University…I told Mary Jane that it was like another world.  Campus life has its own rhythms and norms and methods of communication and political agenda.

When I left the Campus, over 32 years later, I no longer noticed the peculiarity of University Life…as I had been immersed in it for many years.

I have heard several, former politicians, say that SIU was more politically divisive than their former role in state and federal government.

After I was retired for a year, or so, I began to see SIU as a member of the Carbondale and Southern Illinois Community.

It looked different.

The residents of Carbondale and the citizens of Southern Illinois want, desperately, for their University…to get its act together!

From the surrounding communities…we see a tremendous Campus and a first class infrastructure and a school to be proud of.

But we are perplexed by leadership that changes more often than we vote for a new President of the United States.

We hear grouseing and complaining coming from the the Campus…and we wonder, like Rodney King did, why we just can not all get along?

The Southern Illinois Region sees a world class university that has been, their north star and the largest employer, seem to not be able to agree on what time it is or if it is night or day.

There is no greater employment opportunity in Southern Illinois than Southern Illinois University in Carbondale.

SIUC was nationally famous, for many years, for its annual Halloween celebration.  For many years this was a family affair and was safe and fun.

Religious fundamentalism and narrow minded administrators wanted to change SIU’s image from a, ‘Party School,’ to something akin to the University of Illinois or Harvard.

Have you ever noticed how much partying and good fun is partaken in at the University of Illinois and Harvard,…a lot!

SIUC had a stellar Associate degree program in many fields that was highly sought and desired by prospective high school students and their parents.

Many of these, classroom packed full courses, were either changed to four year bachelor degree programs or were farmed out to our many Junior Colleges.

SIU’s enrollment dropped…precipitously…after…this ‘pristine’ political and administration decision.

The people of Southern Illinois want their University to serve the needs of the people, and the young people, of Southern Illinois.

I admire, SIUC, Chancellor Carlo Montemagno for taking a stand against the dissolution of the Southern Illinois University System.

I call for a return to the Vision of former SIU President, Delyte Morris, who understood that SIUC was first to reach out to the citizens of Southern Illinois and then to the citizens of the state of Illinois and then to the citizens of the United States and then to the citizens of the world.

I call for a dedication to the founding principles of Delyte Morris…who built the Southern Illinois University System.

The primary reason that I still have an extreme interest in the health of SIUC, is that the greatest happenings in my life were in direct result to my being a part to the University Community.

Southern Illinois University is the Lighthouse of the entire region of Southern Illinois.

If SIU succeeds…the entire southern Illinois…succeeds.

Now, SIUC needs the concerned residents of Southern Illinois to take their stand and speak up for…their School…and insist that we do not want our University to wither and die on the vine…do to a lack of a vineyard worker….but, we want our  Board of Trustees to take the success of our, vital, school to heart.

We want our BOT to take the success of the SIU Campus as seriously as they would take their own success…and dig down…and see and facilitate the renewal of Southern Illinois University at Carbondale….the flagship campus of the SIU System.

Recently, the Board of Trustees for Southern Illinois University at Carbondale has come under criticism for some division and differing opinions, within it’s ranks.

I have no criticism for this volunteer and appointed group, and I admire them for their service to the University.  In days gone by I have known and been friends with members of the BOT.

Being a member of the Board is a difficult position and there are, always, many differing points of view to listen to and, weigh, as to their efficacy for the entire System.

I found, many years ago, that leaders are people and that they respond to the same, kind and thoughtful and logical, communication that any person of good will…responds to.

SIU Carbondale is a miracle.

It was planted, almost 150 years ago, amid the corn and bean fields of Southern Illinois and among the small and sometimes, tiny, villages and hamlets of Little Egypt.

Why did it grow from a Teacher’s College…into a major and internationally recognized University?

What facilitated the unparalleled growth and establishing of this major Carnegie II institution of higher education?

The founding identity of the Southern Illinois University System…comes from SIU Carbondale.

To cavalierly say that the flagship campus of the system…is not doing well…without rolling up our sleeves to work and ensure that the Carbondale Campus can be righted and strengthened and restored to it’s former glory is to abdicate leaderships’ responsibility to SIU.

Of course…all leaders have an opinion as to whether or not the SIU System should be dismantled…and it is a hierarchal and sophomoric statement to say that they do not have an opinion until the Board of Trustees…informs them of their, politically correct, opinion.

For the price of a cup of coffee…many civil service staff and administrative/professional staff and faculty…could give the BOT, stellar and workable advice on how to improve and restore SIUC.

I have watched several Boards be commissioned, in the glory of the ultimate and last word in university leadership.

I have observed their, metaphorical, trees grow and blossom and wither and die…while they spent time talking to each other and, periodically, their presidents and chancellors.

I have seen, more than once, good chancellors and effective leaders, summarily terminated and let go…for lesser men and women in these leadership roles.

I have watched…when these good leaders were dismissed…the precipitous loss of our precious students…up until and including our present situation.

Hierarchy is great…if it is comprised of servant leaders.

Hierarchy is deaf…if it only talks to it’s self.