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He cared astir(predicate) the currency and applicability of what he taught, preparing new notes for e ach class, invent extremely inventive homework and test problems, continuously dreaming up new applications. He cared not only about the students learning. He cared about them as people. He had passion and compassion.Let me dialogue about his intellect. Does anyone remember having a childhood fantasy about sight on your principal(a) school teachers out of school? Usually, those fantasies involved near role r of all timesal. Ill confess to a fantasy I imagined as a 24-year-old graduate student. I dreamt that all the professors of Georgia Techs Industrial and Systems design department were locked in a classroom pickings a panoptic exam. This exam covered every ISyE subject at a complete level, and each problem demanded clever insight and creativity. The rules of affaire were simple closed-book, no time limit, you cant leave cashbox every point is answered correctly. Got the get wind? 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John White (then new to Tech, now Chancellor of the University of Arkansas) gave me the kernel of an id ea and, more importantly, he administered the one stiff kick in the rump that I needed to start my dissertation. From then on, I was nurtured and guided by Donovan Young.The Don dont ask me why, but I remember graduate students referring to Professor Young as the Don was in many ways the old fashioned, romantic ideal of a college professor. He was so smart, he was so energetic and entertaining, and he was incredibly attentive to students needs and interests. He cared about the currency and applicability of what he taught, preparing new notes for each class, devising extremely inventive homework and test problems, always dreaming up new applications. He cared not only about the students learning. He cared about them as people. He had passion and compassion.Let me talk about his intellect. Does anyone remember having a childhood fantasy about spying on your elementary school teachers out of school? Usually, those fantasies involved some role reversal. Ill confess to a fantasy I imag ined as a 24-year-old graduate student. I dreamt that all the professors of Georgia Techs Industrial and Systems Engineering department were locked in a classroom taking a comprehensive exam. This exam covered every ISyE subject at a fundamental level, and each problem demanded clever insight and creativity. The rules of engagement were simple closed-book, no time limit, you cant leave till every question is answered correctly. Got the picture? Quite a scene.Well, guess who left the room first?Yes, I think Don was that smart. My image of the scene even includes the Dons exit cant you picture that big bear of a man who somehow managed to move with lightness, his eyes sparkling, a big Texas grin on his face, and hes whistling Has there ever been another person on this planet who could whistle two tunes at a time, out of both sides of his mouth, harmoniously?You have to admit Dons physicality was impressive. And that voice If a big Delta jet was flying over the old ISyE Building and Do n was lecturing with the windows open, he would drown out the plane.