My great grandmother was a Crocker, part of the family that helped settle Flint. I always felt connected to Flint. I was going to Flint Community College in 1967 and a group of us were sitting in the cafeteria when an elderly gentleman came in and sat down with us and asked questions about our classes. He was interested and a sweet man. He was dressed in an old hat and long old coat so we thought he was just someone who wanted to come in from the cold. We visited for a while and had a delightful time with him. We asked who he was after he left, and it was Mr. Mott. I was so impressed that he cared so much about education and the students he had given this opportunity to.