By Geen Thazhampallath
About an hour ago, I read of the
death of my old US History and American Politics teacher Jim Bransfield. Jim
died on February 24, 2018 after a battle with an illness.
Like, many of his old students
might be feeling in these hours after his death, I felt the need to remember
Jim and the powerful voice he was in our collective young lives and on so many
of our young minds. I can only swear to
you that he was such a force for truth and goodness in my life. I’m hoping he’ll forgive me for using his first
name. Rule #1 of student journalism was to use last names and to spell names
right.
I should share that Jim was the faculty
advisor of Blue Prints, a nationally award-winning student newspaper. That
may seem like something small to you but boy, that newspaper was a big deal to
us and to Jim. He was our greatest
advocate, defender, protector, publisher, cheerleader and counselor rolled into
one.
I’m not sure how many decades he
served as advisor, but Jim was the one that led that band of would be student-journalists,
year after year, through late night typing sessions at the old Middletown Press
building on Main Street, layout and design sessions until the early morning
hours in the old MHS drafting room and to through those six delivery dates of
our hard-hitting editions meant to shake the world of Middletown politics and
public education. Like I said, we took it very seriously.
You should also know that my high
school days and my days as Blue Prints editor are 30 pounds, 6
jobs, 3 kids, 1 spouse and 25 years behind me. But even with that passage of
time and life, Jim’s life lessons and morning musings are worth remembering and
applying today.
1. Be
a truth seeker. That’s what good journalists do. Never give up on the truth.
2. Never
surrender your own integrity. Never compromise it. Be ready to walk away from a job if someone
wants you to do the wrong thing. Always
do the right thing.
3. Ask
good questions and you’ll be amazed what you’ll find out. And when the powerful
don’t answer, keep asking. Never quit or give up because it’s a sign you are on
the right track.
4. Great
stories are all around us so always keep your eyes open and train your ears to listen
and take a lot of notes and like I said, spell their names right! It matters.
5. People
are the center of great newsworthy stories and in reporting never lose sight of
the fact we are all human beings. I was a student in Jim’s class when Jim lost one
of his son to childhood cancer. He
taught us in those months to love, hurt, lose and still keep going. Or in other
words, what it means to be a human being.
6. Push
those in power to be better---better Principals, Superintendents, Mayors or
whoever it may be with whatever title. Especially push government. As I mentioned at the beginning, Jim was a US
history and American Politics teacher. Why do I love working for government today?
because of Jim. Why am I an advocate for good government? Because of Jim. What
do I think good government means? Fair,
honest, open, just and not for a few but for everyone. Because of Jim. Idealistic
you say. Yes, because of Jim.
I hope every kid in this country
has the chance to have just one teacher like Mr. Bransfield. By the way, all
these years later, I still called him Mr. Bransfield when I’d run into him
somewhere. I’m also hoping I paid Jim
justice in this final column. I’m hoping through it you see the impact the man
had on so many of us. I hope this final column
is one that would have made him proud. But knowing Jim, he was proud from day
one of all things Blue Prints, all things and kids Middletown High and all things
and people Middletown. And yes, all
things New York Yankees.
Well put, Geen. Jim Bransfield is already sorely missed.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful appreciation of a fine man.
ReplyDeleteHe invited me to talk to his class in 1980 when I was a candidate for public office. (I lost.)
Geen Thazampallath, why is it that you think spelling people's names correctly is important?
People have trouble with my name, too, which surprises me, because "Anonymous" is pretty common.