Have you ever had the good fortune to encounter and get to know someone truly great on a pretty much daily basis for years? Somebody who just exuded what it means to be more than the human norm and our typical potential?
I stumbled into such incomparable good luck for a few years a few decades back when I first got to know Dr. Harold Bailey who I hear passed on a couple of days ago.
Like many such lucky breaks, I met Harold through work. Back in 1995 I started at Hayes Middle School (roughly Lomas and Wyoming), as pretty much a newbie to both teaching and Albuquerque. Getting to know the place, I met a colleague who taught in what I quickly learned was the toughest class and toughest bunch of kids, the Special Education “Behavioral Disorder” (BD) classroom.
Teachers don’t take BD assignments on a whim. These are kids who have been determined as unable to function in “regular classrooms” (with rare exceptions). Kids who frankly scare “regular ed” teachers so much they want nothing to do with them.
Harold wanted everything to do with them, exhibiting at all times a level of commitment and passion for those kids and his teaching practice that inspired both the kids and every teacher/administrator. He was a veritable force of nature, and, as I came to learn, always had been and always would be.
Today upon his recent passing, what’s left of our local media has to this point very briefly mentioned his death, along with quotes from leaders such as Mayor Tim Keller, whose office notes: “He was a champion of so many endeavors that have enriched our city, state and our nation…” Looking this morning, I don’t see anything yet from the Albuquerque Journal.
I’m not going to try to fill in missing obituary blanks, and this brief biography from a 2019 interview conducted by folks at The HistoryMakers provides what is usually also presented in an obituary. Instead, I’m going to meekly attempt over a few posts to illustrate that Harold’s now recognized decades-long commitment and passion to “so many endeavors” required him to be squarely and prominently newsworthy in a town whose contemporary leaders often, very often, did not see eye-to-eye with his unbending focus on achieving justice and equality for all Burqueños.
But before pissing off a bunch of those contemporary leaders, Harold regularly made notice as local hero athlete and scholar.




So by 1975, Dr. Harold Bailey, in only his late 20s, was already a shining local example of athletic and scholarly success, a unique and exemplary case of a Burqueño done good. This seems as good a point as any to pause for now, before we get to the pissing contemporary leaders part of Harold’s story, and digest for a bit what sort of drive and commitment Harold had already demonstrated in achieving what he did up to ’75.
What a great opening chapter for our good friend, Harold.
Albuquerque shaped him in so many ways, but he also put his mark on Albuquerque and me personally. It was a great honor to know him and you at Hayes, Scot. He was both honorable and disruptive in the best possible way. He made me want to be the best teacher I could be, but also made me want to not take myself too seriously either.
He was probably the most cool person I’ve ever met—he could be around anyone in any situation and immediately know what to say or do. I can’t imagine a job or position he couldn’t do better than the person who is doing it right now, but he would always put himself in the place he thought he could improve the most. So of course he was working with the most challenging class, standing up for the most marginalized people, serving the NAACP year after year, starting up an African American Studies program at UNM, getting funding for the Cultural Center, making sure there was a voice at the table in the media, at the city, state, and nationally. The man was literally everywhere and tireless, too.
I want to add that part of his cool was a desire for justice, but also ensuring there was a space for everyone to have dignity and humanity. He taught us all something. My greatest sadness is that a voice like Dr. Harold Bailey is so needed in every moment in time. A profound voice, a professional voice, a humorous voice. I am just happy that he shared a little of his time with me. I will always remember and miss him.
Steve Schripsema
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Okay, a simple “like” isn’t quite enough for your comment, Steve. Thank you. Another friend noted we happen to be coming up on the annual MLK march from UNM to Civic Plaza, yet another in the countless things Harold excelled in coordinating. Hope to see you and as many folks as possible this coming Saturday morning, temperatures be damned and Dr. Bailey definitely in mind. – Scot
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