My High School Graduation, Revisited

I had no idea that there would be a retirement dinner for all of the retirees, but when I got the invitation in the mail, I knew I would have to attend. I was curious about it. Plus, it made me feel a bit like Jack Nicholson in ABOUT SCHMIDT--maybe I should start corresponding with a kid from Tanzania. Nah. But the food was really good, and all 200+ of us marched up when our names were called and got our certificates and shook hands with School Board members, etc. It really was just like graduating from high school for the second time--only it felt a whole lot better this time! The Superintendent wasn't there, however, to ask me where I was going to go to college . . .