August 1, 2011 Leave a comment
The other day, my husband came home with a small ink stain on his shirt where he had put his arm down on a pen. Immediately, I sprayed the stain with Zout only to come back a few hours later to see that the Zout had worked too well. Now the tiny blue spot was a huge blue spot that had run onto the placket of the shirt and down the back. Immediately, I washed the shirt. After every washing how, I found more remnants of that one blue spot. More Zout, a little Shout….more washing….still the little blue spot remained.
While researching a composite piece on the late Inez Graybeal Roop (’35), I thought about that stain and how no matter how much effort I put into it, it kept popping up, spreading, appearing. The more I thought about it, I realized that the legacy of Inez and her husband, the late Ralph Roop, is just like that little blue spot. It has gone everywhere. I pops up at unexpected places and it never seems to ever disappear.
Ralph and Inez grew up in the 1920s and entered college during the 1930s, a time when few lived on “easy street.” They were fortunate, however, to have come from homes where education was valued, a philosophy they embraced. They understood the value of education and never took it for granted.
The investment in education that Ralph and Inez made throughout their lives, investments of time, fortunes, commitment, service and encouragement will continue to reverberate throughout education, both at Virginia Tech, Ralph’s alma mater, and at Madison. Few investments in life, as both the recipient of education and as the deliverers of educational support and change, have a greater impact on the future.
But it takes far more than money. It requires an understanding of the promise of education. Without such an understanding, education dollars spent are squandered, whether they are funding a Headstart program in an inner city, a rural governors school, a charter school or a major state university.
Recently I watched the movie Gifted Hands, the story of Ben Carson, the world’s most renowned pediatric neurosurgeon. He grew up in a single parent family in the worst neighborhood in Detroit. But his mother, who could not read, understood the power of education. She insisted that her two sons read a book a week and deliver to her a written book report. This came before television, sports, any other activity. She understood the value of education.
Few institutions have the power of change so firmly in their grips. Education, by its very nature, promotes change.
I found Inez and Ralph Roop’s story especially interesting. Not only were they both natives of Southwestern Virginia, as I am, they both grew up in homes where education was deeply valued. During the Great Depression, one farmer in that area sent all of his eight children to college. He wasn’t a wealthy man. He carried the mail to make ends meet. Still he sent his four sons and four daughters to Virginia Tech, Radford, William and Mary, and Emory and Henry. Only one failed to graduate, and several went on to earn advanced degrees at Columbia and the Medical College of Virginia.
They valued education.
Many of today’s students do as well. As a result, many incur significant debt to pay for it. An article published in The Wall Street Journal in May said that the average student debt for the just-graduated Class of 2011 was $22,900. “That’s 8 percent more than last year and, in inflation-adjusted terms, 47 percent more than a decade ago,” the article said.
Students willing to work their ways through college and to incur significant debt to pay for it, understand the value of education. Those who have to struggle to pay for it, understand it perhaps even most acutely.
In the next issue of Madison magazine (look for “Special Report”), you’ll read about some of these students and how alumni are working together to meet their goals. While today’s students are not facing the Great Depression, the Great Recession has put a dent in many budgets. But there is reason to hope, especially in the generosity of people who believe in the power of education.
The result is like that little blue stain. No matter how far it goes, no matter how dim or thin it gets, education continues to pay back the investment. It is never wasted. It is, in the end, an investment in changing the world.
To read the entire text of the WSJ story, go here: http://blogs.wsj.com/economics/2011/05/07/number-of-the-week-class-of-2011-most-indebted-ever/
Look out for the next issue of Madison magazine in your mailboxes and online in mid-August.