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| [[Rich Schellhas]] was the site director of [[Lancaster]] during sessions 00.1, 00.2, 01.2, 02.1 and 02.2. Probably the most beloved site director since Papa Jack, Rich is most often associated with Haribo gummi bears. Known for having a system of positive reinforcement in which CTY staff or students could put a slip of paper in his box describing a praiseworthy act, Rich would then send that CTYer a small package of Haribo gummi bears with a message like "You're doing a great job." | | #REDIRECT [[Staff:LAN#Rich Schellhas]] |
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| Rich Schellhas was appreciated by CTYers for his seemingly boundless energy, his good cheer, and the respect with which he treated the staff and students. "Chat with Rich" was a well-attended activity in which students could bring up concerns or suggestions. Rich was also known occasionally to wear a bathrobe on Thursdays.
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| There has occasionally been confusion between Rich Schellhas and [[Rich Groff]]; usually, this occurs when Lancastrians of different eras converse.
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| Rich used to be a High School Principal at an all-boys school in Baltimore, MD where he taught several CTYers such as [[User:WiiWouldLikeToPlay|Wii]] and [[User:Firefly1029|Firefly]]. As of July 2009, he is a headmaster at a school near Philadelphia, PA.
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| Rich wrote a sonnet for the LAN.02.2 Commencement Ceremony. It also appeared in that session's literary magazine and appears below:
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| <blockquote>Dear guests who've come from far and wide to see<br>
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| These students graduate from CTY<br>
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| And those same students, staff, and friends of mine,<br>
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| I welcome here today with wondrous glee.<br>
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| Three weeks ago, right here, together we<br>
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| Set forth on an adventure--now, goodbye.<br>
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| So long, Rock Lobster, Patriotic Pie,<br>
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| But preserve, endeavor!, this community.<br>
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| Enigma busters, hairiest of heads<br>
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| Crossdressers, togas, improv, AYP<br>
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| Taps nightly 'fore we lay ourselves to bed<br>
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| Commandments Ten, but not the nut called pea.<br>
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| Those sweetest bears of gummy, best in reds.<br>
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| Praise wisely those deserving, soft chewy.<br>
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| Dear friends, ye of the Alcove, said--overt--<br>
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| Hey Rich, we have no space, no room to sit.<br>
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| To them I said let us not one hair split.<br>
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| I said to them, once DIGI, EISHan, LLRT:<br>
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| The PLACE you crave, you leave it, nothing's hurt.<br>
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| Its SPIRIT lives inside you, closely lit.<br>
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| These memories to heart you MUST commit<br>
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| And to the squirrels next year discretely blurt.<br>
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| And to the vet'rans, no-mores held so dear<br>
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| To them I give my praise and love sincere<br>
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| And thanks for yet another brilliant year.</blockquote>
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