arise, shine, for your light has come
One of the most genuine and nice people I've ever met. We'll miss him, and we're thinking of you and your mom. All our love.
I try to think of something appropriate to say, but all I can think of is when he played Tom Lehrer's Periodic Table the first week of class, which was the same day I noticed his coffee mug was a beaker with a glass-tube handle ... and how he would joke with me about my parents' alma mater, and Linus Pauling ...
In his class, a couple friends and I would take small amounts of basically whatever chemicals were on hand that day and sneak them into a beaker hidden in one of the cabinets in the bench where we sat. Since high school staff are smart enough not to give high school students anything truly dangerous, this was not as daring as we'd believed but it was still profoundly stupid. By the end of the school year, the beaker was a mildly corrosive (and slightly glow-in-the-dark; we must have gotten our hands on some phosphorous at some point) sludge filled with the remnants of various coins, office supplies, and uneaten bits of lunch. So, naturally, we wanted to dig through it. Mr. Feller (it's still, after all these years, odd to think of him as having a first name) let us know that he'd known what we were doing pretty much from the moment we started, and that we were welcome to wear his lab coats while we sifted through the sediment, provided we let him help us dispose of the stuff properly (apparently you don't just pour acid down the bathroom sink; who knew?). He was a sweet man and caring teacher who will be missed.
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