I couldn’t be here, running for Supervisor, as the man I am today without the support of teachers along the way.
- Mrs. Clark in the first grade taught me to love reading and encouraged me to be my boisterous self, the “Cashell Cowboy”.
- Mrs. Rosenthal in the third grade promised me she’d show up to my inauguration as POTUS. I promised wheelchairs for my teachers. We also had no homework because the Redskins kept winning!
- Mrs. McDonald in the fifth grade encouraged creativity and writing.
- Mr. Perminter and Mr. Joyce in seventh grade showed me the importance of history and humility.
- Mr. Lang allowed an eighth grade boy (me) to lead eighth grade girls’ chorus (a real treat!)
- Bernie Freiland wanted me to be a chemist.
- Guillermo Gonzales laughed at me when running for SGA president I used the infinitive “correr” which is literally “to run.”
- Joe Reiff (band), Eugene Orndorff (photography) and Bill Evans (chorus) trust me to be in charge of the music at our high school’s Rock N Roll Revival.
- Prof. John Shea made macroeconomics enjoyable.
- Prof. Maureen Cropper was rigorous as she taught econometrics.
- In business school, Leo Moerson taught business law simply and effectively. Neil Cohen took a personal interest in personal finance and took me on as a teaching assistant for medical students. Paul Swiercz taught applied leadership and organization and encouraged us MBA’s on as “the Jesuits of Capitalism”.
I know I’ve left so many out. These people shaped my world view. They shaped my values. The encouraged me when I needed encouragement. They forced me to work harder when I needed to.
To all the teachers – to my sons’ teachers in FCPS – keep up the great work. You are appreciated.
P.S. I went through my yearbooks and I’m clean!