Blessed with Brothers

The Springer Brothers—Photo from our Latest Family Reunion (June 2021)

            One of the blessings in life that I try not to take for granted is family. I had the good fortune of growing up in a stable home filled with love. Our parents, Paul and Virginia, were salt of the earth types who taught us many valuable lessons through the way they lived their lives. They showed us right from wrong and set the example of what it meant to be decent people, caring not only for their family but to show respect for others, their communities, and the Earth.

Our Parents—Virginia and Paul Springer

The Springer Family

Even though I knew I was fortunate growing up, I didn’t truly appreciate how lucky I was until adulthood. Teaching elementary school for 31 years, I saw children from different circumstances. Many came from wonderful families, though their socioeconomic situations varied. Having financial advantages was no guarantee of happiness. The critical ingredients in any family continue to be love and stability.

            Observing the dysfunction in some of my students’ lives was the most heartbreaking part of teaching. Instead of the stability their homes should have provided, some kids had to overcome parents who couldn’t manage their own lives, let alone be role models for them. Some of my students came to school without adequate food and clothing, not knowing where they might be sleeping that night. Other children had the misfortune of having incarcerated parents or those struggling with alcohol and substance abuse problems.

            How can we expect students who don’t have their basic needs met to care about school? Until society comprehends this reality, schools will never meet our children’s educational and emotional needs.

            I am the youngest of four boys. We’ve managed to scatter across the country with one brother living in each of the four continental time zones. One of my Bucket List dreams is to take a trip, spending some time with each brother. While it sounds like it might be a kick to write about the adventures of a cross-country driving trip, I know I won’t do that because I’d miss my wife being gone that long. Flying remains an option.

            We are a family of traditions. This past summer, we held our 11^th Springer Family Reunion, a custom started by our parents many years ago. We typically gather every three years, and I appreciate each of these gatherings. Now there are children and grandchildren to keep the tradition alive.

After the pandemic began, we started a new tradition, now holding a Zoom meeting once a month. Now that we’re all retired, we have plenty of time to reminisce. I’m grateful for my brothers. They are three good men, and I’m proud to call them my brothers.

Monthly Zoom Meeting from Yesterday

I can’t help but think of all the people who have lost a sibling during the pandemic who may not have had the opportunity to mend their fences. I’ve often said that adults could take a lesson from elementary school children. They have disagreements and fights, but one of the most beautiful aspects of children is they know how to forgive and make up. In the end, they realize being friends is more important. We should all learn that message.