Remembering Professor Bundy

Teachers who love their jobs play a huge role in shaping the lives of their students, and when a teacher who had an impact on your educational journey passes, it is heartbreaking.

When I found out that my former Media and Culture Studies professor, Mark Bundy passed away, I was shocked. I remember him being sick, but it was still hard to take in the news. This June will mark my third year of having graduated from college, which in numbers seems like a long time, but it doesn’t feel that way. It seems like just yesterday I was sitting in one of his classes. I had the honor of taking around four or five of his upper division MCS courses. Professor Bundy was a great teacher. He was approachable, kind and intelligent. I never felt intimidated or scared to ask him questions. He was very human, which I know is a weird way to describe someone, but that’s how I best remember him. 

I feel at a loss for words. I don’t know how to put this piece together correctly. I’ve never felt this strongly about a teacher passing before. I just have many fond memories of Mr. Bundy, so learning about his death is devastating. I was his projectionist for a year, and he even wrote me one of the nicest letters of recommendations (which I still have). I remember him bringing cookies for our class at the end of every quarter. He didn’t have to do that, but yet he did. The fact that he allowed students to write about basically any media material when it came to our essays was what set him apart from most professors. He let me analyze Pretty Little Liars, and I got to include screen caps from the show into my actual essay. And thanks to one of his courses I became obsessed with the film and book, The Hours. I learned a great deal about movies, TV, art, mental illness, gender, sexuality, and the impact media has and continues to have in our society. He was one of the most lenient teachers when it came to essay format. I remember thinking that it was annoying that he wouldn’t just tell us what format to use and how to write our papers, but I believe that I wrote some of my best material in his classes because he let us explore the way in which we wanted to write. It was this freedom of expression that allowed me to analyze art, films, books and TV shows thoroughly. 

I will never forget Mr. Bundy. I had the honor of having him as a professor. He was kind, funny, insightful and most importantly, a wonderful human being. May he rest in peace.

Tell Me And I Forget, Teach Me And I Remember, Involve Me And I Learn

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