This is what became of my favorite teacher.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I was in 8th grade in the late '50s, and my math teacher was Ralph David Delaney. In addition to being an unusually devoted teacher, I developed a special bond with him. I guess you could say I was the “teacher’s pet,” because math came so easily to me. I was the kid he always turned to, when nobody else could provide the correct answer . . . and I always could. He even appreciated it when I corrected him.

So he was my all-time favorite teacher, for other reasons as well. He taught us about so much more than math; he taught us about life. But I knew absolutely nothing else about him; to me he was just a wonderful teacher, nothing more. Until recently, I knew nothing about his extraordinary life . . . or years later, its tragic, senseless end.

Here is his story, which I only recently learned about. This story is cut off before its end. I’m working on finding the remainder.

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panache - I clicked on the link and ended up at a page asking me to click on something or do something - not gon’ do it! Is there a way to see your teacher’s story?

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I was able to read it, but you really need to contact the newspaper and get the whole thing.

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Social activist dedicated to helping the poor/crack addicted/malnourished/underserved, beaten to death at age 57 by a 22 and 26 year old. Both pled guilty and were sentenced to 15 years to life (pleading guilty took the death penalty off the table).

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Edit - ninjaed.

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Well, crap. Sorry to hear it.

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Here’s summary about him. I too am from Cleveland and I know he is remembered there to this day.