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A professor I know asks his graduate students to write their obituaries, and then to read them to their classmates. I haven't tried writing my own obituary, but I think it's a good way to reflect on one's life.

I was thinking about this on Friday night after I had given a short presentation to the attendees at an alumni reunion at the school where I have worked for almost thirty years. It was a wonderful occasion for me. Former students from five to twenty-five years ago greeted me with big hugs and "I'm so glad you're still here." They told me I am an "institution," and that I had better be there when they celebrate their thirtieth reunion. They look a little different, but they wore name tags, and I could remember something about almost every one of them. They showed me pictures of their children and told me about their accomplishments. Some told me that I had made a difference in their lives. I loved every minute of it.

I haven't got around to writing my obituary, but after Friday night, I figured out what my tombstone might say.

"She loved her students, and they loved her."


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Write your own obituary? Gosh, that's not easy.

If I were writing a real obituary, to be read after my death, I would need to be very careful, because I wouldn't want to be so puffed up that everybody who knew me would laugh and snicker.

Maybe this:
"He lived a long life, he met lots of nice people, and he appreciated everybody for putting up with his many flaws."

Susan G.

I was about 55 years old - the oldest student - when I took a journalism course [as a refresher].

We had the "write your obituary" assignment and I was amazed at the wonderful things that all the teenagers were going to do and the prizes they were going to be awarded before they died.

I found that I wanted to leave some words of wisdom in my obituary.

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