Today my brother and I are honored to attend a special service at Eastfield College. My dad was an administrator there since the early 90’s, and it was a school that was always close to his heart. My father loved to pour his life and soul into things. He did into each one of his kids, he did into my life. But he also poured his life into his students. I can still see him now standing in front of a board waving his arms and making poetry from plate tectonics. He was a man that left a memory, and he will be missed. The service is from 2-3pm at Eastfield. Pray for my brother and I as we share the legacy of my dad with the students and faculty of the school he loved.