Growing up dyslexic, I had a tough time learning to read.




My cross-country coach used to give us one piece of advice...
Mr. Olbash was a legend of a history teacher.






My ice hockey coach was the best coach I've ever had.






My kindergarten teacher noticed that I was always drawing when she was talking in class.






Professor Wade cared about not only my academics, but also my general well being.
I played in a band with Mr. Farrell, my sophomore English teacher, at my high school talent show.



It was the first day of 5th grade and my first day in a new school. I was terrified.
