The+Key+to+Your+Journey+-+Kay

Dynamic, quirky, powerful-- I can still close my eyes and see you: Hands tucked up high on your ribcage, glasses propped atop your head, Peering hard at us, your brow wrinkling into even lines-- Like the paper you magically inspired us to fill. Jumping around the room, clapping loudly, drawing out laughter while radiating energy. Though you call out last names only In your half-mocking, Jack Nicholson voice, You touch each student personally. Keeping your thumb on pop culture, You caress things lasting, language elegant, And bid us kneel with you at holier, more ancient altars. Jim East-- Always ahead of time, always aware of time, always making time For us, for Little Jimmy, for your sick wife. You once wrote “Fine!” across the top of one of my papers. I still have it. After all, it was you who taught me the meaning of that word. A fine scholar, a fine teacher But above all, A fine person. || Image ||
 * = Jim East || [[image:ca-rhapsodicwritingsch1:500px-Speaker_Icon_svg.png]] ||
 * = Slight in stature, large in influence,