Mrs. Lujan

When I graduated from eighth grade, my homeroom teacher wrote in my yearbook, “The day you stop learning is the day you die.” For twenty-five years I've wondered if she meant that you learn right up through your last breath, or if she meant that if you stop learning you die a figurative death.

My sense is that I will be learning through my last breath.




I know you're thinking, "You hung onto your yearbooks from grammar school?"