You but arrive at the city to which you were destin’d, you hardly settle yourself to satisfaction before you are call’d by an irresistible call to depart…”
-Walt Whitman, “Song of the Open Road”
To everyone who has inspired me, offered support, kindness, and humor over my eight years in the San Diegutio Union High School District, thank you.
As many of you have heard, this July I’ll be heading north to become the principal of the Arts and Communication Magnet Academy in Beaverton Oregon. It’s a school of just over 700 students, grades 6-12, with a focus on fine and performing arts. On the verge of major construction, filled with creative souls, and located in a state I have always known as home, ACMA is a school that, like San Dieguito, a school I love, speaks to me. As I mentioned to a friend yesterday, this is not a move inspired by leaving, but a move about going to.
In my heart I am an Oregonian, a fellow of moss and foggy afternoons, of flannel shirts, rainstorms, and used bookstores. I grew up beneath fir trees, and while I have loved my time in California, I have never stopped missing green. My path leads through a forest.
I’m excited, a little nervous, and ready to begin a new adventure.
That said, the person I am today is in large part a collection of the experiences I have shared with inspiring educators from three SDUHSD schools over the past decade.
I’m so thankful for my time at La Costa Canyon, working with gifted professionals whose Maverick spirit infused every day with a sense of urgency and vital energy. Never had I worked with a group of educators who made such a difference in the lives of so many students. Amid the crash of cymbals and whirl of green and blue I witnessed a thousand acts of quiet kindness. Thank you for both the school spirit and the examples of caring I saw every week.
I’m grateful too for Diegueno Middle School, a place where the whole staff once dressed as pirates, I saw first hand the magic great teachers bring to their work with students, and I learned that part of being a principal is being willing to have water dumped on your head.
And to San Dieguito, my kindred spirit of a place, my gratitude is matched only by the love I feel toward the people who make up this great school. I leave San Dieguito more changed by it than it will ever be by me. For that I am thankful.
Our school district is more than just a collection of great schools; SDUHSD is a life changing force for good, filled with nurturing adults, curious students, caring parents, and a sense of hope.
To all of my colleagues, students, and families, thank you.