It's been exactly 10 years since I graduated from college, but I can
still remember my English professor as if he just stepped out of the
room. We always questioned his age and wondered isn't it time to retire?
Not because his lessons were lacking but because, when everything was
factored in, he had to be in his 80s. Yet he still kept up with his
daily morning jogging routine, treated his students to gifts from his
faraway travels, and invited classes over for salsa dancing and dinner
at the end of the semester. With all his energy, some might be tempted
to say he was young at heart, but if you sat through a class where he
broke down and shared how deeply he still missed his wife who passed
years ago, or heard tales from his time served in Vietnam, you'd
understand that the cliched phrase doesn't hold true.
