On Mr. Rogers and me.
I’ve made so many mistakes. But it is my feeling that you learn from failures, so I welcome them as often as I can. My favorite mistake occurred when I was 17. I was running for the elevator at my high school when the door shut on my arm. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the hospital. I had fainted, fallen on my face, and knocked out my two front teeth, so I spent a week in the hospital getting tests on my heart and brain. Everything appeared normal. While I was in the hospital, the only teacher who visited me was my Latin teacher, who was named Mr. Rogers, of all names. I alw ... [Continua a leggere]