Skeez Sullivan taught me how to juggle ... and so much more
When you have a teacher who leaves a positive, lasting impact on your life, you should tell that teacher if you can.
Luckily, I was able to tell that to Mr. John “Skeez” Sullivan. He read the column below that I wrote about him a few decades after I first met him as my no-nonsense physical education teacher at Kennedy Elementary School. He didn’t say much about it, but I think he got a kick out of it.
He also said that listening to me try to read the news on the radio made him want to stab his ears out.
Like when I wasted so much time with all those dribbles before I missed all 10 free throws trying to qualify for the Elks Hoop Shoot, Mr. Sullivan was not about to sugarcoat any lesson. I needed to get better, and he let me know.
I had Mr. Sullivan’s class every Monday from the fall of 1983 through the spring of 1987, and he was not the kind of teacher who just sat back and watched us play dodgeball. We wanted to just play, but he was always there to offer a real lesson.
He taught me how to juggle, and he taught me how to keep my eye on the ball. He taught me that it was best to breath in through the nose and out the mouth when exercising. He also embarrassingly taught that, no matter how badly I wanted to win, it is never OK to cheat in dodgeball. Or any sport.
In Mr. Sullivan’s class, I learned the substance was way more important than style.
Later, when I would see Mr. Sullivan at a track meet, he would offer invaluable pearls of wisdom in passing conversation. Hardly a day goes by that I do not think of something that I was taught by Mr. Sullivan, either as an adult or as an elementary student.
Every time, it makes me smile. I even smile when I think about the time he sent me to the corner with a barrage of tennis balls being thrown my way, but somehow none of them hitting me.
Mr. Sullivan passed away on Aug. 7. He was 85.
In his honor, I juggled baseballs just to make sure I still could, and then I dug up this column from the archives. This was first published on Nov. 4, 2014.
That is what today’s column is about. You can read it for yourself at ButteCast.com.
Opening music by Tim Montana. For more from the Elk Park native, go to timmontana.com.