David Zuckerman
Dear Mr. Trautwein,
I'm on my mundane commute into the office, reading all your posts, filling me with joy and sadness... compelling me to contribute...
Thanks, Mr. Trautwein, for making me feel like, and showing me how I could "sing," when I knew actually the only sounds I could make were those of a crow....
Thanks for providing us with such important lessons in life, which can't be found in a textbook...
Thanks for affording us the opportunity to enjoy ourselves and each other, faults and all - so many friendships were deepened in your classes...
Thanks for allowing us to give to the community and to feel proud about something we produced together (Pirates, Guys and Dolls, HMS Pinafore, etc)...
Thanks for getting Marc Salamon to hit more than one note...
Thanks for the trips to NC and to Italy and for enabling me to tell my kids (while enjoying the screeching sounds on American Idol) how I went to Rome and sang for the Pope in San Marco's Square (even though the Pope may not have been there to listen)...
Thanks for the kind, supportive words after the loss of my Dad...
Reading these posts and thinking of you reminds me of how lucky we all are to have grown-up in such a fantastic, fostering, close-knit community as Rye Brook...
A tremendous educational childhood experience offered throughout Ridge Street/Blind Brook HS...
In a sea of so many caring, demanding and inspiring teachers, after more than 25 years, you stand out as a resounding force and personality...
The manic tirades, the devilish grin, the wild orchestrating, dramatic flair, the caring side-chats...
My memory of you embodies the spirit and zest of those days...
Thinking of you and those times, reading all of these beautiful tributes (many from those I have warm memories about) feels good...
It's obvious you made a tremendously positive and lasting impact on the lives of so many...
And what makes for a richer life than that???
RIJ (Rest in Joy) Mr. Trautwein. You are truly appreciated and missed!
And thanks everyone else for sharing your thoughts...
Dear Mr. Trautwein,
I'm on my mundane commute into the office, reading all your posts, filling me with joy and sadness... compelling me to contribute...
Thanks, Mr. Trautwein, for making me feel like, and showing me how I could "sing," when I knew actually the only sounds I could make were those of a crow....
Thanks for providing us with such important lessons in life, which can't be found in a textbook...
Thanks for affording us the opportunity to enjoy ourselves and each other, faults and all - so many friendships were deepened in your classes...
Thanks for allowing us to give to the community and to feel proud about something we produced together (Pirates, Guys and Dolls, HMS Pinafore, etc)...
Thanks for getting Marc Salamon to hit more than one note...
Thanks for the trips to NC and to Italy and for enabling me to tell my kids (while enjoying the screeching sounds on American Idol) how I went to Rome and sang for the Pope in San Marco's Square (even though the Pope may not have been there to listen)...
Thanks for the kind, supportive words after the loss of my Dad...
Reading these posts and thinking of you reminds me of how lucky we all are to have grown-up in such a fantastic, fostering, close-knit community as Rye Brook...
A tremendous educational childhood experience offered throughout Ridge Street/Blind Brook HS...
In a sea of so many caring, demanding and inspiring teachers, after more than 25 years, you stand out as a resounding force and personality...
The manic tirades, the devilish grin, the wild orchestrating, dramatic flair, the caring side-chats...
My memory of you embodies the spirit and zest of those days...
Thinking of you and those times, reading all of these beautiful tributes (many from those I have warm memories about) feels good...
It's obvious you made a tremendously positive and lasting impact on the lives of so many...
And what makes for a richer life than that???
RIJ (Rest in Joy) Mr. Trautwein. You are truly appreciated and missed!
And thanks everyone else for sharing your thoughts...
