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Thank you Mr. Martin...

Today is World Teachers' Day .  Here's a chance to thank a teacher, professor, coach or mentor who made a difference in your life. When I say difference I mean that maybe because of, or maybe in spite of, a teacher - you turned out okay.  Better than okay.  Indelible. Charles K. Martin, Chuck to his friends, Mr. & Coach to me and many others.  Here's to you.  When Bobby Donlin smacked me on the top of my head with a stack of science books because I stole Rebecca from him, you bounced us...hard...together and asked us if we wanted to fight. When my Dad died and I wanted to quit football, you made me run, hit, and tackle harder than I thought  was possible.  You saved my life.  I was seething with anger, and with you, I had a safe place. When you got sick with leukemia, you had us write letters to Congress about the effects of Agent Orange, you told us the horrors of an college kid serving as an artillery officer in Vietnam, and we understood.  You asked us to act