In our district, all of the high schools had their graduations this week. I couldn't help but remember my high school graduation in May of 1981.
My Favorite Cousin and her Dear Husband loaded up their two little boys in their restored 1955 Cadillac and traveled from California to here just for my graduation. He drove us all to my graduation, and let me say that with five adults and two kids in the car, there was still room for more. But I digress. The graduation was very memorable - before they started handing out the diplomas, they announced the school's four-year business award. Lo and behold, they called my name. It was definitely a proud moment. Our neighbors and my adopted grandparents Alice and Jones were there, along with their daughter and his husband. When they called my name to get my diploma, I can still remember hearing them clap and cheer. On the way home from the ceremony, we stopped and got some bags of White Castles, and when we got home, we had the sliders along with champagne. Yes, I was only 18 but they still gave me a glass of champagne. Good times.