Dr Marchand and Myself at Grad [Prov 2012]
For those of you that have heard me talk about a man named Gord being the catalyst of my faith, this man would be the academic equivalent. He was the only professor to walk beside me through my three years of classes at Providence. At times I hated him for piling on so much work, while loving him for challenging me and pushing me to become something greater. He helped me achieve my best, while sticking around to put up with my worst. I told him I wouldn’t get emotional at the ceremony, but I’m okay with getting sappy in saying that God hooked me up with more than just a teacher.