Seriously, think about it, who do you really respect anymore?
I guess I still have respect for all of my high school teachers at Oakwood High School, in Dayton, Ohio. I always referred to them by their last name, and Mam or Sir. Later on in life I was in a position to see one of my old teachers regularly, where I ate lunch. He was always Mr. Eikenberry. He would tell me, "Call me Al."
"I can't, you will always be Mr.Eikenberry to me." And, he was.
I had a great deal of respect for Doctors, Lawyers, and even politicians, in those days. Ministers I had a great deal of respect for, especially on Sunday mornings in those black robes. Catholic Priests I was in awe of, because the whole Catholic religion I knew nothing about, it was all very mysterious. I thought it was neat to wear something around your neck, and to cross yourself, and the kneeling in church was something we did not do in our United Brethren Church. Nuns I knew nothing about, they were a mystery to me, but I had a great deal of respect for them.
Some of those Sunday Morning Evangelists I listened to, Rex Humbard, Oral Roberts, Jimmy Swagert, even old Legoy Jenkins. Then I learned how much money they were making, and questioned their intentions. I don't question them anymore, or the new breed, I know their intentions.
I respected Police Officers and the law, speed limits and warning signs.
Now, after living all these years, and outliving most of them, it takes a great deal of thought to come with someone I really do respect. Let me think about it, I'm sure there must be someone.
Nurses, school teachers, not all of them, but most of them. School teachers that are dedicated, conscientious and caring and genuinely, sincerely interested in their pupils are to be respected. Most are underpaid. Most of my old teachers adhered to the theory that if "The student hasn't learned, the teachers hasn't taught." All who live by that have my respect.
The rest of the small list needs to be thought about.
