
To my former public speaking students who have grown to become two outstanding young men:
You lost your mother just a few days ago. You called just a day later to tell me while I was riding the LIRR back home. Home. You all invited me into your home. It was not only a space, it was certainly more than a house, it was HOME filled with love, pride, and joy. The type of home any mother dreams to share of sharing with her wonderful sons -the two of you.
I spoke this podcast live during my public speaking class one hour ago. We meet on zoom always - I may never meet them and they may never meet me in person. However, in terms of meeting someone, I did have the privilege to meet both of you. That was only possible because of your beloved mother.
It was like a fairytale dream to work with the both of you. I can't say I came to teach you, because you taught me just the same. I just entered my first year of professing, looking back I was so young, even younger than the both of you now, and still you're both so young. You will always be so young to me.
Growing up I had 42 older cousins and an older sister. As the "baby" of my entire family, I always wanted a little brother in some way. To in anyway, be like my cousin Howard was to me, to someone else. You both became that to me.
I'll end on one final memory I had in my childhood about being young in the eyes of a mother.
It was my first year of college, the same age you were when we met. It was any normal day at 5PM and my mom didn't come home from work yet. My grandmother just kept staring out the window saying it' past 430, where is your mom? "Grandma, why are you worrying. Mom is a 50 year old grown woman, she'll be home soon enough." Grandma looked up, smiled a shy but happy smile and said, "She may be a 50 year old grown mom to you...but to me she's always my only daughter."
To the two of you, you will always be the sons of your beloved mother and your father. And to your older brother, who I only had the privilege of meeting once during your Valedictorian speech, my thoughts are with you as well. Every time she spoke of you, I could hear the love she had for you too.
I will now return on the LIRR to meet all of you in the city, carrying my cousin Howard's love and support with me.
With sincerest gratitude and love,
John D. Lin
0ctober 14, 2021 11:59AM EST