Last night I attended the annual fund raiser for the Gilbert Historical Museum. It was held once again at Eddie Basha's art gallery which houses his vast collection of Native American artwork. Oil paintings, drawings, sculptures, woven baskets and jewelry filled the walls, shelves and glass cases. Of course I'm drawn to the jewelry cases with the sterling silver handmade beads and the squash blossom necklaces. My mother finally found her squash blossom necklace that she promised me and I'm hoping to be wearing it very soon (it being my birthday today and all:) Native American art isn't my style but I cannot help being moved by the painted faces and the ghostly men on horseback, its really breathtaking.
While Jeff and I were enjoying our delicious dinner I spotted a teacher I had in high school. Bob Everett was my American Problems teacher, he was also the football and baseball coach. I walked up to him and quickly told him my name because I think its cruel to ask someone "do you remember me" and put them on the spot. He remembered me immediately partly due to the fact that he and my mother went to Gilbert High together. We talked about the class of '82 and I told him that I had just recently joined Facebook and through out some of the names of my fellow Gilbert alum. Mr. Everett was every body's favorite teacher. He was always in a good mood and was funny and had such a great report with all of his students. I did very well in his class and keep up on all things political to this day. I would like to invite all of my facebook friends to say a few words about Mr. Everett and I'll make sure he sees it. I think everyone has a favorite teacher that helped shape them or move them in a positive direction and for me that teacher is Bob Everett.