She was once a student on this bus, sitting with her friends. Now, she’s the driver of her friends’ children; who look up to her like she’s a loving aunt, friend’s Mom, and (if needed) a warden at a high-security correctional facility. That was pre-pandemic. She is currently the delivery person for meals, too. Who knows what Mud Season 2021 will bring?

As I teach remotely, I miss hoking at her bus. Next year, I will joyfully honk and wave at my students on the bus – and their (our) hero.