MICKEY SALTMAN




A Message - September 2006

When camp closed, I worked for a couple of years at a camp in West Virginia.  I had sworn I wouldn't do that, but the owner made an offer I couldn't refuse.  At the same time, I started taking some administrative certification courses (since most administrative positions are 11 month jobs, I couldn't have been an administrator while working at camp).

In 1988, I was appointed assistant principal of Bronxville High School (the same school I had been in all my career).

In 1991, we had a change of Superintendents of Schools and I couldn't trust the new appointee so I decided to look at the private school sector.  I was old enough to retire but I really wasn't ready to stop working (nor could I have afforded it).  I was offered a job at Durham Academy in Durham, North Carolina (Scott had worked for three years at Charlotte Country Day in Charlotte and told me I would love Durham).  Susan and I packed out of our house (having lived there 28 years and accumulated more junk than you can imagine) and moved to Durham.  We decided to take practically nothing with us (North Carolina is the furniture capital of the world so we decided to start all over again; I highly recommend it).

I loved working at Durham Academy, great kids, great faculty and a great boss.  Saw a lot of Duke basketball (Coach K's kids went to Durham Academy) and just loved the area.

After four years, my boss accepted a job at the Kinkaid School in Houston, TX (he had worked there prior to coming to Durham).  He wanted me to come with him but I didn't want to leave Durham. 

After a year of working for his replacement who was not a person I wanted to work with, I accepted the position of Principal of the Upper School at the Kinkaid School.  I have been here nine years and have loved it.  It's a great school, with a great tradition (we just celebrated the 100th anniversary last year).

We never expected Houston to be the way it is.  I had this picture of a slum-filled city with tumbling tumbleweed blowing across the streets.  What a mistake.  It is a great city with great museums, symphony, ballet, sports and, best of all, restaurants.

When we first moved here, we were thinking that we'd go back to Durham when we retired; no more, we'll stay right here.  I'm healthy, still enjoying working with young people so I have no idea when I'll retire.  I turn 70 this year, but I don't feel the way I thought I would feel at 70 (whatever that means).

Susan and I celebrated our 46 wedding anniversary last June; we are very comfortable (interesting word choice) with one another.

Wendy taught for a few years in Beverley, Massachusetts.  She met her future husband, Peter Sullivan, there.  He had been brought up in Minnesota so they moved back there.  She is now the chairman of the math department at Mounds Park Academy in St. Paul.  They have two children, Josh and Toby, who will be 9 and 6 this fall.  Scott taught Physics for a couple of years at Charlotte Country Day School and then shifted to Phillips Exeter Academy in New Hampshire.  He has been there 16 years and is presently Chairman of the Science Department.  He married the former Lauren Adelman and they live just outside of Exeter.  They have two children, Evan and Rachel, who are 6 and almost 4.  We visit with one, the other or both, at every opportunity we have.

Houston is a Continental hub, so we can fly directly to both of them and have accumulated mucho frequent flier miles.

Susan and I always take a trip during the summer.  One of the things that camp did was remove that possibility.  Having a month's vacation during the summer has allowed us to travel consistently.

 

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