Jimmy Carter died—a year and one month after Rosalynn passed away. He had defied the odds, spending 22 months in hospice and living to celebrate his 100th birthday.

Much has been said about our 37th president. He was a leader and a doer—long admired for all he did post-presidency. At the funeral service in Atlanta on January 4, Jason Carter, Chair of the Board of Trustees of the Carter Center, said that his grandfather’s life is “a real testament to what you can pack into 100 years.”

I was moved by Jimmy Carter’s son, Chip, who spoke not only of what his father had done for the world but of the time he spent with his children when they were growing up. Chip did not take to Latin at school—he earned an 'F' right before Christmas vacation. His father asked to see the textbook, took it to the Carter Warehouse one morning, came home that evening, and spent an hour and a half teaching his son Latin. He did that everyday throughout the break. Chip was allowed to retake the test. This time he aced it.

He ended paying tribute to both his parents and saying how privileged he was to watch up close as “the two of them together changed the world.” I will miss them. The world will miss them.