Others have had dreams; I have one too. I dream that we will always be appreciative of the men and women who defend our country and who sacrifice so much; however, I dream that we will learn how to become as appreciative if not more of the men and women who teach us and remind us of our lifelong commitment to learning and improving. I dream that it will become customary for us all to go out of our way and approach teachers with humility, hand shakes or hugs, and expressions of gratitude like, “thank you for your service!” I dream that one day teachers will walk in parades and that as they pass by, our applauding will drown out all of the marching bands.
Years ago an older colleague of mine pointed out that in society we have very few examples of people retiring gracefully. The observation, as I recall, was meant to highlight how so many of us continue to hold on to the vestiges of tangible and intangible, real and imagined relevance and importance long after their use-by date, at the heart of which is an unwillingness or incapacity to adjust to new circumstances. Well, while this may be true in many cases, it’s not true in all cases. Take President Jimmy Carter, whom I refer to as a teacher in this regard. Don’t take my word for it, watch him teach us how to embrace and accept ambiguity gracefully.
I used this reference photo in a freehand, side by side, humble rendering in Procreate with a tweak or two in iColorama.