I have Thanksgiving dinner every year with only teachers. My mother, father, sister, brother-in-law, aunt, cousin, and my grandmother, along with all my great-aunts, have served as educators. While I’m the odd one out professionally, I value their work and service and the path they took to get there.
My mother was a first-generation college student from Scranton paying her own way through college. When her student teaching came up, she had nowhere to live.
Luckily, a teacher in Sunbury had a practice of permitting student teachers use of her attic space as a bedroom suite as they...