Unintentional mentors

Polly PlayingComing up on the anniversary of my late mom’s birthday tomorrow, I feel compelled to play the CD we made of her piano playing. Reminds me of how, in her eighties, she took the treacherous trip down an open stairwell at a recording studio and played for nearly an hour by heart. Not satisfied with the results, she insisted we return a year later after she’d practiced some more.

The best mentoring, it seems to me, comes unintentionally, when lively people of spirit just do what they do. My mom was that kind of mentor.

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One Response to “Unintentional mentors”

  1. Pat Says:

    I just got your book last week, Pat. I plan to use it with my writing students at DeVry next term. You’re a great writer. Your mom would be very proud.

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