What No One Can Ever Take From You: Thoughts for Thanksgiving Week

What No One Can Ever Take From You: Thoughts for Thanksgiving Week

Dr. Stan Hauer inside Bodiam Castle, 2001.

This week, gratitude has been on my mind even more than a normal November.
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One of my favorite professors from undergrad, Dr. Stanley Hauer, passed away recently. He was incredibly smart, deeply generous with his knowledge, and so precise in his thinking and teaching that decades later, I can still draw the entire Indo-European language family tree from memory. Because of him, I could once recite the opening of Beowulf in Old English and The Canterbury Tales in Middle English.

​Two nights ago, I pulled out my old British Studies binder (I studied The Legends of King Arthur with him in London) and I flipped through page after page of notes, careful outlines, maps, diagrams, and lecture handouts. I could practically hear his voice. He was meticulous. He expected a lot. And what he gave all of us was a kind of training in how to think clearly, how to care about language, and how to carry knowledge forward.

He’s been on my mind so much lately.

And it got me thinking about the gifts we’re given that don’t show up on transcripts or diplomas. The ones we carry long after the exams are over.

I was a scholarship recipient at The University of Southern Mississippi. Donor support made it possible for me to study abroad, to intern in D.C., to attend conferences at places like Princeton. I heard lectures from world-class scholars because someone gave to our University Forum series. I graduated with minimal student debt and a wide-open sense of possibility.

But what those scholarships really bought me wasn’t just travel or resume lines.

They bought me the chance to sit in classrooms like Dr. Hauer’s. To learn how to make connections across centuries. To feel my brain stretch around ideas I wouldn’t have encountered any other way. That’s the kind of education no one can ever take from you.

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Me at Hampton Court Palace during British Studies, 2001.

And here’s what I know now, after years in fundraising: somewhere, a donor (probably many donors) made that possible. Someone gave to the Honors College. Someone gave to the Annual Fund. Someone gave to international programs. Someone gave to make sure a curious kid from Alabama could see Van Gogh’s Starry Night in person – and come home thinking differently about the world.

That’s why I do this work. That’s why I believe in it so deeply.

Donors often never meet the people they impact. But that doesn’t make the impact any smaller. It might make it bigger. Because it means we give not just to people we know – but to a future we believe in.

This Thanksgiving, I’m holding deep gratitude for the education I received, for the donors who made it possible, and for the professors – like Dr. Hauer – ​who shaped the way I see and think and live.

May we all honor the people who taught us well. And may we keep passing that knowledge on.
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Cheers,

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