Finding this on my front porch was like finding a fossil. It was a record of history that I had made an impression on another human being a long, long time ago. When I did the math I would have taught this boy from 1999-2000 school year. That was the year I left teaching at the mid year point. So I only taught him for one semester. But he remembered my name and saw it on the package.
I'm sure glad he did. And I'm sure glad he told me he remembered me. I just wish he had left his name.
He will never know how much this meant to me.