I mean, listen to Ford Field after Durrell Summers powers that dunk through. Michigan State (or Michigan, for that matter) playing in the Final Four in their home state behind a home crowd may never happen again, and although the Spartans came up short against one of the most perfect North Carolina teams, the Spartans felt like champions that entire weekend. I’ve seen a lot of cool things in Detroit, but for a freshman Michigan State student like myself, seeing Park, Witherell, Madison and Brush streets and its pedestrians drenched in green and white was a sight I will hold deep in my memory forever.
–T. S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
I always liked that mileage marker that Eliot used. For many of us in education, we measure our lives in years teaching–or perhaps by an unforgettable group of students (good or bad!). My sister Katie, a managing editor of weekly magazines for over 20 years observed that teachers at least had closure, that there is time to take a step back and assess what’s been done. When Katie was finishing one magazine for print, the following two weeks’ magazines were well under-way.