Last Sunday, under unusual-for-this-year sunny skies, our first child graduated from college. The Key Arena at Seattle Center was full of faculty, graduating students, and proud friends and families. It was Seattle University's 91st graduating class.
We knew where to look for our boy, and spotted him in the entering crowd.
There were, of course, speeches and congratulations and then the hundreds of graduates made their way to the front to receive their diplomas. Our boy was towards the end of the first half.
Then we waited....and waited....and waited.....for it to end. Good thing it was a small university!
Diploma in hand, T joined us outside by the fountain for some photos.
We went out later that evening for a small celebratory dinner with family. The note on the menu says it all:
Congratulations, big guy! We love you and are so proud of you. You made it through with your usual grace and style, successfully and smoothly. A whole big world awaits you and I know you'll make the most of it.
And for those of you wondering, this is what I did during those three hours: