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Old Friends, Good Friends

For fourteen years, I taught kindergarten and second grade at St. Charles Borromeo School. Today I stopped in for lunch and the chance to see my teaching colleagues. Of course, in the process, I saw children, parents, custodial help, secretarial staff and my principal–all dear friends.

As I looked around, I was reminded of the hard work of so many people, all of them determined to give children the best chance for success. These teachers deserve credit for my success as a writer, too. Their encouragement, their editing, their willingness to read my early work, their pats on the back and their smiles and hugs over many years show me that I matter to them. And it’s circular. Because of them, it matters to me to do my best for children.