I remember the first day I came to work at Brooks Hall, bright-eyed, full of confidence. I found a group of teachers, there amongst the smokers and basic units, and table skirts. I remember Peter Maccan who taught me how to conserve energy while stooping over in in repetitive tasks, singing arias all the while. I remember Harry Brock who spoke Esperanto and could converse on any subject under the sun. I remember Steve Jessen who could solve mechanical problems with ease and looked like a Viking in a Hawaiian shirt with a cigar stuck in the corner of his mouth. In the list that follows we remember those that went before us: partners, comrades, family, and friends. In their work, in their lives they created a legacy for us to follow.
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being, without your going, that cuts noon light like a blue flower, without your passing later through fog and stones, without the torch you lift in your hand that others may not see as golden, that perhaps no one believed blossomed the glowing origin of the rose, without, in the end, your being, your coming suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life, blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze: and it follows that I am, because you are: it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we: and, because of love, you will, I will, We will, come to be. - Pablo Neruda
Landman, Lois ("Lela")
Mitchell, Thomas ("Mitch")
O'Neill, Ray (Painter)
Pastorino, John (Upholsterer)