February 25, 2026

My Mentor

Dear Mr. Wilkinson, I’ll never forget the first day I met you; it was my sophomore year of high school, and I had just started working maintenance that year.

I had heard that a new assistant maintenance director would be joining, and I was excited to meet this person. I went to work, and my job for the day was to help you fix the cracks in the parking lot down by the conference office. I headed over there and that’s when everything started. 

 I will admit I thought you were kind of weird when I met you because my first interaction was with you naming all the family members of mine you knew. As time went on, you grew on me with your sense of humor, joking around with you, your poems, and most importantly you were there for me when I needed help or advice. You pushed me to grow and to be a better person. When I messed up or made a mistake, you took that situation as a teaching moment instead of criticizing me. You taught me how to use a variety of tools and how to build or repair many things. You taught me that it is important to be honest in my work and to do my best even if the job is as small as sweeping dust up that will accumulate back up in a couple of minutes. You also taught me the value of initiative, that when even Mr. Cunningham and Mr. Wilkinson aren’t around to show me what to do, I needed to find a job to do and do it.   

You not only showed me how to be a great worker but also showed me the love of God. If I had a question troubling me, or a question about God you were open to help me. If I needed help writing a chapel talk, you gave me great advice. I am so blessed to have met you and so thankful for everything and more that I didn’t mention. Looking back at my sophomore year until now I have grown so much, and I am so thankful that God has placed you in my life.  

 

Sincerely, 

 

Jack Crary 

Wisconsin Academy Senior