… connect to a single child, this devoted educator did the same for my son. It made me cry instantly. This man wishes to reach my son, my woeful, unscheduled son, and … my once-weekly clinical shift. There will not be a protective Internet shielding me from the coronavirus or my patients. I will don my assigned mask and step into the … I’m sure my face will redden again over the day with effort. This work will topple me from my ivory tower, legitimize me with my students, and make my own worried …