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“Yeah, we used to do those as well. I’d drive my wife crazy when we took vacations. I’d tell her that we didn’t need to book a hotel in advance, we’ll always find something. It especially drove her crazy when we would get to a crossroad and I’d ask her and the kids if we should turn left or if we should turn right.

“Once we were heading back from Virginia, and when we got to Arkansas, I called up school to see if anyone was missing me. The answer was no, so we drove out to my hometown in Colorado.”

As much as I was enjoying our conversation, I knew I had a long road ahead with John and didn’t want to wear out my welcome on day one. I abruptly stood and said, “Well, I better be going now. See you again in a couple days.”

When I got home that evening, my wife greeted me with a kiss and asked how my first day of class went.

“It was great. You should see the way he commands the class and the complete attention that the students give him. He was really on fire.”

“I’m so glad,” she replied.

I sank into my favorite recliner and began to catch up on e-mails from students. “Hi, Boz,” the first one began. I long ago decided that if John wouldn’t go by “Coach,” I certainly wouldn’t go by “Professor.”