Mine was my English teacher, Mr Hawkins. School was something I hated but I lived for Mr Hawkins' lessons. They were gentle and fun and safe. He was all those things too.
Also an ex-boss. She was one of the highest in the company but she had time for me and it was obvious she respected me. She always looked lovely and she was a strong believer in women's rights. Susan is her name. I've not seen her since I left that company but often think of her.