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had <strong>Bethany</strong> professors Richard Kenney and Hiram Lester, who joined us<br />
for dinner that night. When dinner was finished, the three of them presented<br />
me with a framed photocopied Yale Divinity School degree. On the<br />
degree, they had written my name.<br />
“We figured that if you’re going to put in all that work,” Larry said, “you<br />
ought to get a degree from a real university.”<br />
Larry taught me that humility can be a funny thing.<br />
Several years later, Larry agreed to perform the wedding ceremony for<br />
me and my soon-to-be wife, Nancy. <strong>The</strong> ceremony was in the Andover<br />
Chapel in Harvard Divinity School’s Andover Hall. <strong>The</strong> morning of the<br />
wedding, he noticed there was no bible in the chapel. (Yale, of course,<br />
would have had a lovely bible on hand.) <strong>The</strong> only bible we could find was<br />
a dog-eared bright-red copy of the Oxford Annotated Bible.<br />
“Is this the only bible available?” Larry asked.<br />
A friend went home and retrieved a leather-bound bible we could use.<br />
“Much better,” Larry said.<br />
Larry taught me that attention to detail can transform an experience.<br />
We received the call we knew we might eventually get. Larry and Carol<br />
had promised to phone us if they thought our last opportunity to be with<br />
Helen Louise McGuffie, who had been both Larry’s and my professor at<br />
<strong>Bethany</strong>, was drawing near.<br />
“It’s time,” Carol said when she called.<br />
Nancy and I drove directly to the hospital where Helen Louise had been<br />
since suffering a stroke and falling in her house. We were going to meet<br />
Larry and Carol there and help move Helen Louise from the hospital back<br />
to her house.<br />
Helen Louise had lost the ability to speak. It was unclear what she was<br />
aware of as she slipped in and out of consciousness. As the four of us<br />
helped roll her bed into her house, Helen Louise looked up and said one<br />
word, “Home.”<br />
Larry taught me that a teacher can become a friend, and that there are<br />
few things stronger than the bond of friendship.<br />
Jeff Seglin, a 1978 graduate of <strong>Bethany</strong> <strong>College</strong>, is currently an Associate Professor at<br />
Emerson <strong>College</strong>. His weekly ethics column, “<strong>The</strong> Right Thing,” is syndicated by the<br />
New York Times Syndicate. His essays have appeared in <strong>The</strong> New York Times, Fortune,<br />
and he is the author of <strong>The</strong> Right Thing: Conscience, Profit and Personal Responsibility<br />
in Today’s Business.<br />
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