Elementary school was nuns. None did anything special. Most were mean.

High school I just got by. The spanish teacher was funny. Just a character who cracked me up. He had funny mannerisms.

It was not until I entered Kent State after graduating from Cuyahoga Community that I encountered a teacher who really had an impact on me.

His name was Olaf Prufer. He was the son of a German chancellor from WWII. He taught a class in Anthropology called "Culture Conflict."

It was about the difference between the Navajo and Apache. How one tribe adapted and the other did not.

The guy was so interesting. I never missed a class. He had written the textbook. He was a dynamic speaker who could hold your attention. I went from just getting by as a student to deans list. I majored in Anthropology. I took every course I could take that he taught. I became an assistant and taught classes.

I ended up graduating with a 3.4 gpa. I wanted to go on and become an Anthropology professor. It didn't happen but even today I have maintained a serious interest in Evolutionary Anthropology.