I confess I never met the man. I only knew him through what a friend told me. She conveyed her lost, broken world to me in a text message from across the country. Her former teacher, a father-like person, was gone -- and gone for so many. I thought, "Wow, I must learn more about this man. What was it about him that left such an impression?"
I walked inside the Holden Fine Arts building at the University of Wisconsin-Superior, the first time for me, and I felt his presence even before reaching the memorial event taking place ("UWS theater professor remembered for his spirit," Feb. 16). What an experience it must have been for John Munsell's former students and colleagues. Since I knew no one there, I searched out a balcony seat that wasn't marked "reserved" and I lucked out. I sat down and watched slides of this unique man's life. And I felt he really was there, saying, "Watch and listen close; this is gonna be good." And it was good, and respectful, and funny. And full of love.
I was on the outside looking in but felt connected; then I could understand the magnetism of this man and how lost those close to him must feel. But all in that theater were connected -- that theater was hummin' and buzzin' John Munsell's spirit, which allowed me to meet him, if not in just a small way, but in a big way for my heart and soul.
I am grateful to his family, students and colleagues for a most inspiring memorial -- and to John Munsell's presence at such a wonderful world.
Joe Lindzius
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