[me, school] Death in the Community
The professor I've referred to as "Dr. Elias", after the Doonesbury character he so strongly resembed, died suddenly this past weekend. I'm in shock and heartbroken.
This is the professor who took me under his wing as my unofficial advisor when I wound up in administrative limbo. He was also the internship coordinator for my program, and he got me both my first two successful placement leads -- I get the impression he pulled a string to get me my first placement -- and saw me through some really tough times. It is not at all too much to say that, had it not been for him, I might not have completed the degree.
I had him just last semester for Psychopathology. I had decided to take it my last semester at school so it would be maximally fresh in my mind when I went to take the licensure exam. His section was legendary, which is why I elected to take it with him. I am grateful I got the chance to do so; had it taken me any longer, I wouldn't have gotten the chance.
He also taught the school's Cognitive Behavioral Therapy class, which I took a year and a half ago.
So, though he was not, as far as I know, a vet, an amptutee, a high school drop out or Puerto Rican, had a PhD and was skinnier, if you followed the story of B.D.'s therapy in Doonesbury, you've pretty much met him. He was just as bald, just as bold, just as sly, just as insightful, and just pretty much just like that.
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This is the professor who took me under his wing as my unofficial advisor when I wound up in administrative limbo. He was also the internship coordinator for my program, and he got me both my first two successful placement leads -- I get the impression he pulled a string to get me my first placement -- and saw me through some really tough times. It is not at all too much to say that, had it not been for him, I might not have completed the degree.
I had him just last semester for Psychopathology. I had decided to take it my last semester at school so it would be maximally fresh in my mind when I went to take the licensure exam. His section was legendary, which is why I elected to take it with him. I am grateful I got the chance to do so; had it taken me any longer, I wouldn't have gotten the chance.
He also taught the school's Cognitive Behavioral Therapy class, which I took a year and a half ago.
So, though he was not, as far as I know, a vet, an amptutee, a high school drop out or Puerto Rican, had a PhD and was skinnier, if you followed the story of B.D.'s therapy in Doonesbury, you've pretty much met him. He was just as bald, just as bold, just as sly, just as insightful, and just pretty much just like that.
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