I was recently part of a 70th birthday celebration. No, not my own! It was a friend who had hit this milestone. It was the comments about his spiritual legacy that hit home. He had such a great influence on his family, and that part of the night is what stayed with me.

I had another opportunity to be a part of a legacy moment. Several former students, who were on their university reading week, dropped into the school. They wanted to once again walk the halls of the school and to interact with the teachers. The memories started to flood back, and we laughed and reminisced about their time at PCS. I called them into my office to show them a picture and while there, one of them spotted their Grade 8 yearbook on my shelf. Instead of leaving me to do my principal duties, they opened it up and sat down to flip through it. For the next half hour, while I tried to work on my computer, they laughed and remembered each person recorded in their grade and beyond. I appeared to be working, but was actually listening

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