Mrs. Matthews was my senior English teacher at Evangelical Christian School. However, she taught so much more than English literature. She taught us about manners, history, her love for the Lord, and so much more. In fact, she engendered within me such a love for history that I majored in it in college and am now a history teacher myself. She challenged our minds and refused to “spoon feed” us. (That phrase is still something I use with my students today.) One of her favorite English poets was Alfred, Lord Tennyson. She spoke with such passion about his works that I have never forgotten it. One of his works that she taught us to love was “Crossing the Bar.”“Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea,But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home.Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark;For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar.”The Pilot is a metaphor for God, whom the speaker hopes to meet face to face. Tennyson explained, “The Pilot has been on board all the while, but in the dark I have not seen him…[He is] that Divine and Unseen Who is always guiding us.”Mrs. Matthews was one of the people whom the Lord used to shape my teenage years, and I will forever be grateful for the impact – academically and spiritually – that she had on my life. She has “crost the bar” and is seeing her “Pilot face to face.” I am sure that she is hearing our Lord say, “Well done, my good and faithful servant.”Goodbye, Mrs. Matthews. I will look for you when I too cross the bar.Yours, Jack Webb (ECS Class of 1981)