I did not have Mrs Smith as a teacher. I did not move to Bishop until 6th grade. However, I was fortunate to be friends with her eldest daughter, Dee. I spent time at the Smithsonian and witnessed Nancy's love and dedication to learning firsthand. As an adult, it was clear how much she loved her community. I was told, by some of her former students, that she would not only remember them many years later, but keep up with their lives on social media. I was always envious of them. Knowing at such an early age that someone other than your parents genuinely loved and cared about you set the precedent for the rest of your life. Naming the very place that would happen after her is only fitting.