A I P
C O M M U N I C AT O R AMERICAN INSTITUTE OF PARLIAMENTARIANS
WINTER
President’s Message:
TABLE OF CONTENTS President’s Message
2022
The Perfect Memory! 1
Educational Musings – Updates from the Education Department
4
AIP Officers
5
Calendar of Events
6
Deadline Dates – Communicator
6
2023 West Coast Practicum
6
Preparing for the CPP Oral Exam – Part 2
7
Exploring the Value of AIP Membership
9
New CPs
10
New Members
11
Spotlight Item
11
Winter 2022 | AIP Communicator
As we sat there ready to judge the National Finals of the National FFA Parliamentary Procedure Contest, I took just a few moments to reflect on my surroundings, my professional career as a parliamentarian and in fact, my entire life. All of which, like many of you, has been significantly impacted by the study of parliamentary procedure and camaraderie of friends who can “speak the geek” if you will. We were sitting in finals hall at the Convention Center in Indianapolis, Indiana. I had not participated in the Conduct of Chapter Meetings Event this year as Superintendent because I had coached a team for my event and had to recuse myself. I was walking around the Exhibit Halls with my team that had unfortunately narrowly missed making the finals, trying to console some bruised egos and for the first time in almost 20 years, had casual clothes on for our second to last day at Convention. I had taken my team to watch one demo of parliamentary procedure and ran into my friend Will Fett, RP, who is the superintendent of that contest, and he had mentioned that I should
be on standby to judge finals should Pennsylvania make the Finals because my friend Dr. Daniel Foster, CP-T, PRP would have to recuse himself. When that round ended, I went to my friends that were judging that flight and encountered one of the people responsible for my parliamentary career, Dr. Roger Hanshaw, JD, CPP, PRP. He informed me that Pennsylvania had not made the finals and I was off the hook (no, this will not devolve into a fishing article). I took my team to lunch and about halfway through lunch my phone rang, and it was Dr. Foster asking if I could judge finals. I was suspicious of a prank as is my nature. He informed me that West Virginia had made the finals and that this meant that Dr. Hanshaw would have to recuse himself so could I judge the finals. I passed care, custody, and control of my students to my daughter, their teacher, and hurried to change into full regalia for the finals. When I returned to Finals Hall, I reflected on the parliamentary magic that happened in this place and the deeply ingrained memories of riding the roller coaster of coaching teams, judging finals, and all the young (and old) lives that had been impacted by the study and expression of parliamentary procedure. I remembered my team winning in 2008 in a tiebreaker as well Continued on following page
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