Special people in our lives

We have all had special people in our lives that had made a difference in possibly even who we are today. Sometimes these people can be teachers, friends, parents, or even random people who simply changed your life.

I invite you to share a story of someone who has impacted you life, or someone very special to you and why they are.

Dr. John Beasley, my teacher for Economics my senior year, inspired me greatly. He's one of those few people that are honest-to-god teachers. He made us want to learn whatever he had to say. Half the time the stuff he handed us wouldn't relate to economics in the slightest... it'd be political, a Native American folktale, a story about a fish in Hawai'i that climbs waterfalls, whatever. He got us to look forward to being in school. His soft-spoken manner and genuine love for teaching will never fail to encourage me.

He also respected everyone that came into his class. (Or if he didn't, he sure did a good job of acting like he did ) He's avidly against Bush, but he's never offered to do less than listen to and consider the opinions of the students that favor him. It always seemed like his class was one of the safe zones in the school, because we could debate there without worrying about a teacher breaking it up because it got too controversial while still managing to keep it going without insults.

Really, there's no way to describe the ways he's affected me. You'd really have to be around him to get just how he changes people.

... and his brownies were from heaven, I swear it.

Dr. Bernard Moitt, professor of Atlantic slave trade, the West Indies and race and gender at Virginia Commonwealth University. He was probably one of the hardest teachers i had but he pushed me to be a better historian. He was hard but always fair and open to any student who wanted help w/ anything. Plus his laugh was contagious.

also Dr. Van Ness at Longwood College, he was very first class, English 100. He was also a hard teacher that expected alot. I swear my brain hurt after my first class.

Fritz Dahlsedt: Scoutmaster.

My father died when I was only 9. My best friend at the time (a year older) crossed over from WEBELOS to Boy Scouts and I "crossed over" with him. Within the year, Mr D replaced Mr Mainard as our SM. He was kinda weird... he smoked a pipe and wore a silly red hat from time to time. He had never been a part of Scouts and he will tell you that he and I learned Scouting together. He taught me a lot about values, how to give something your all, and most importantly that serving beats the heck out of taking.

I still see Mr D quite often. You see, he and his wife have no idea how to run a computer! He keeps asking to pay me, and I keep telling him that he's still WAY AHEAD of me. I promise him that if I ever catch up, I'll let him know. I can't talk or write about him without getting tears in my eyes. What a wonderful human being.

Silly me, I forgot to tell my story.

Well, I have a group of two powerful teachers, the school resource officer, and the principal of my old high school. These people are so wonderful, without them I would not have made it through my senior year. I now visit with them every once in a while and email them daily. I love them so much.

There are a few other people two really good friends of mine that helped me when I needed it. I love them too.

I feel like I owe them everything, but they just love me and it's wonderful. It's hard to explain without explaining the whole story.

Also, all of you on here have helped me and you are all wonderful!!!

An insignificant, humble man; Albert Howorth ( the father of a girlfriend of mine of 7 years). He was an unhappy man, but full of compassion and wisdom. He took me 'under his wing' ( I have no idea why). He was unpretentious, undemanding, but he was a rock.

Very sadly, I went on holiday with my parents and Uncle and Aunt to Italy (We went to vesuvius). When I came back, I went straight to his house (he did'nt actually live in the same house as his wife and daughter - they had a few properties, and he was in one house, letting out rooms to others).

When I got there, the doors were locked; no sign of him, so I went to his wife's house (by then my relationship with the daughter had terminated - we were 'just good friends'). I was met at the door and told he had died of a heart, and the funeral had already taken place. I just stood there and cried my eyes out - and got a telling of by the Mum and daughter who said 'We have managed not to cry at the funeral, why did you have to go and ruin it for us ?".

I wasn't even in the country, when he died. I should have been there for him. Not a day goes by without my thinking of him........

My daughter suffered from congenital dextrocardia, spina bifida, and scoliosis. She had a heart operation within weeks of being born, and we were cautioned that it was highly unlikely that she would last more than a few months. She died in her thirties, having lived long enough to have a world of experience and to leave us with a world of the fondest memories. Yet with all those memories, I do not recall her ever complaining about her condition. She was stunted by her spinal condition and subsequent spinal fusion, but she stood tall in life.

There are so many people that have impacted my life. To all of my friends, I love you guys so much. Especially one, who I have known since pretty much I layed foot on this planet...you know who you are!...Penguins....lol My family, my ex-boyfriend (hey you never said impacted your life in a bad way lol) Everyone talks about teachers....all of my teachers impacted me in some way or another. All I know is that when I was down, there was always someone there to pick me up! And all of you here at RF...michel, mister emu, renaldo..the list just goes on...Thanks to all of you and God bless!

My Earth science teacher was the best teacher ever. i learned more in her class then all my other classes combined.

oh yeah, my two dead granparents too. Nuff said.

Many people from RF, including the one in my title