Mr. Gingerich 3/365

I was sure you were old because of the way you talked about the new hair growing out of your ears instead of from the top of your head, but really you were only my age. You made all the boys mad and all the girls cry and all of us better singers and musicians for it. Thank you for teaching us music theory every single year and turning us on to Amadeus. And for trusting me, pushing me with Dolly. You knew I would love her and I did.