The Legend

Part 2 in a series on mentorship

Fifty-percent of Don’s hips are made of titanium and he’s detached the retina in his right eye. But come August, I know where he’ll be.

“Sign this Busse.”

The paper spun slowly before it hit the teacher’s desk. Or maybe it didn’t, but when I recall the memory, it did. It hit with a Hollywood concussion that I felt in my soul. Mr. Busse smiled from his ch…