[vc_row type=”in_container” full_screen_row_position=”middle” scene_position=”center” text_color=”dark” text_align=”left” overlay_strength=”0.3″][vc_column column_padding=”no-extra-padding” column_padding_position=”all” background_color_opacity=”1″ background_hover_color_opacity=”1″ column_shadow=”none” width=”2/3″ tablet_text_alignment=”default” phone_text_alignment=”default” column_border_width=”none” column_border_style=”solid”][image_with_animation image_url=”18847″ alignment=”center” animation=”Fade In” box_shadow=”none” max_width=”100%”][/vc_column][vc_column column_padding=”no-extra-padding” column_padding_position=”all” background_color_opacity=”1″ background_hover_color_opacity=”1″ column_shadow=”none” width=”1/3″ tablet_text_alignment=”default” phone_text_alignment=”default” column_border_width=”none” column_border_style=”solid”][vc_column_text]My grandfather, J.K. Montgomery, had a deep love of Auburn University without ever having set foot on the campus. He was a hardscrabble farmer who never attended college but had a life-long love of learning. He managed to send all three of his children to college — the last one, my uncle Ron, to Auburn. J.K. felt a connection to AU because of the Marshall County Auburn Extension Agent. J.K. always said his farm was more productive due to the techniques taught by the Auburn Extension Office.
I finished my B.S.E.E. in the Spring of 1989. It was a proud day for J.K., eclipsed only by the Auburn victory over Alabama at Jordan Hare in the Fall. Tomorrow, I move my daughter Kate to Auburn to enter the Samuel Ginn College of Engineering. I wish J.K. were here to tell her “War Eagle.”[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]