And it was awesome. 

Steven Gentile was my math teacher when I was 11 years old, around 1997, give or take a Tamagotchi. I believe it was his first or second year as a full-time teacher.

Originally from Philadelphia, we affectionately called him “Mr. G”, a name that matched both his energy and approachability. With a distinct East Coast accent, a perfectly serious dark brown mustache, and enough enthusiasm to power a small city, he had a rare gift for turning even the most mind-numbing topics, like math, in my case, into something engaging.

His teaching style was lively and memorable. He had a way of breaking concepts down so they felt manageable, even fun. Every student had a nickname, and somehow, he remembers many of us to this day. He once brought his passion for drumming into the classroom, teaching us rhythms alongside equations. I still remember scribbling RLRRLRLL inside my math book to practice paradiddles on my desk mid-lesson.

Mr. G even made a cameo in a comic I drew back then, a fictional story (inspired heavily by Red Dawn) about terrorists taking over our school. In true heroic fashion, Mr. G appeared with his tie wrapped around his head and the sleeves ripped off his dress shirt, helping us crawl through ceiling vents and outsmart the villains one by one. Naturally.

Over the years, Mr. G moved throughout the school district, but his dedication never wavered. Every time I ran into him, he brought the same passion, curiosity, and unwavering support for his students. Together with his wonderful wife Carolyn, they’ve raised remarkable children who are each leaving a meaningful mark on the world. The two continue to travel, always choosing the scenic route and the stories that come with it.

During our recent portrait session, our conversation drifted from life and happiness to religion and the universe, before circling back to nostalgic memories of a simpler Rexburg. At his core, Mr. G is a quiet philosopher of the human experience, having spent a career walking alongside young people during some of their most formative, fragile years.

Steven Gentile is a testament to how a little compassion, a great deal of heart, and a lifelong commitment to others can genuinely change lives.

It’s a reminder for all of us: we can strive to be a little better, care a little more, and make the world around us just a bit brighter.

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PS: That class was the first and last time I ever got an A in Math. 

PPS: If you are in need a stylish new headshot, you can reach me here. I can't guarantee you'll look as good as Steve, but it'll be close. ;)