From Kayvon...

Kayvon said...

I can hardly breathe through my tears and sorrow but to you Mr Starnes, I write this.

I love you. And so many times I asked god why you couldn't have been my dad. Such a great man, a respectable man, a gentle man. You are truley larger than life. From the first day I entered your Everyday Creative Writing class,I was soothed by your soft voice and encouraged by your greatness. I will hold the poetry you have signed for me, and the CD you gave me close to me and in my heart forever. I will miss you so dearly and i truley believe that anyone entering the writing department from here on out will be deprived. Deprived of an idol, a mentor, a Hercules of words, a man who's every word strummed the heart strings of even the coldest souls.

I came by your office everytime I was on campus, but missed our last appointment, and i will regret that for the rest of my existence.
You brought the writer out of me.

You unveiled a talent and a passion that lived deep inside me. Before meeting you, I was a Macho Man, terrified of revealing the soft hearted poet inside. But you showed me that the greatest of men are poets. You are forever my mentor, and forever my idol. I will miss you for as long as my hand does write.

God bless you Mr. Starnes.

May 14, 2007 3:52 PM