Philip Post

Philip Post

For my adult life, I have been a teacher, work that I loved – though perhaps not every day. I taught history and then English. I believe more than passionately in the role of the humanities as the means to civic courage and civic virtue. I have had the blessing of two extraordinarily happy marriages, which ended in the deaths of my wives. The reference room in the library at Mercersburg Academy is named in memory of my first wife and the choir room at Saint Paul’s Episcopal Church in Exton, Pennsylvania is named in memory of my second wife. I have two daughters, the older is a librarian at Boston College and the younger is a journalist, traveling and working for the World Bank. And I have two grandchildren, the older, a Duke grad, is headed for business school at Northwestern to study non-profits and the younger is finishing college in Boston.

I was the son of a Naval officer and his devoted wife, who took care of two little boys while her husband spent four years in the Pacific. As a child, I bounced around from naval base to naval base, often without my father who was at sea. My first childhood memory is of the attack on Pearl Harbor where we were living on December 7th, although my father happened to be at sea.

I like to read and to hike, preferably in England. I have a very strong desire to teach again. I look forward to living at Shepherd Village, and I see the Shepherd Village community as one in which gifts of good will and élan are very much in evidence.