... or it was Graduation Day on Saturday, May 15.
My family and I journeyed to Oswego, New
York, for all the festivities surrounding my daughter's graduation from SUNY
Oswego, which took place in the afternoon this past Saturday.
It took us exactly--and I mean just about
to the minute--six hours to trek the 300-plus miles from Long Island to Oswego,
a town which reminds me of Mayberry, but on steroids. There is so much old and
quaint about this town, but with a college of this size right in it, it has
plenty of the new in it too.
The school had so many graduates
(undergrads and advanced degrees) that they had to split up the ceremony into
two parts, with some kids getting their degrees in the morning and other
kids--like my daughter--getting their degrees in the afternoon.
The morning ceremony was going to have
some controversy, as John McHugh, the Secretary of the Army, was supposed to
speak, but he decided not to come when his arrival was going to spark a number
of protests related to his stand on the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell"
military stance.
But he wasn't there, and it would not have
affected my daughter's ceremony, anyway.
Oswego ran a very tight ship during the
ceremony. It lasted maybe 2-plus hours, which isn't much when you consider how
many students received their degrees in the afternoon. It had to be at least
500 or so, if not more.
However, they were less tight with their
program booklet. My daughter's name was not in there, and I later found out
that dozens of graduates' names were omitted from the program. I don't know
why.
The guest speaker was writer/activist
Naomi Wolfe, and I must say, she was quite eloquent and really not very
controversial when she spoke to the assembled throng. She alluded to the
situation that was avoided earlier in the day just one time, and very briefly,
but not directly, which I think was the way to go.
Finally, it was time to see my daughter
get her diploma. We came early, had great seats directly parallel to where my
daughter was seated, and she went up with her fellow students and got her
diploma, or more to the point, a case for the diploma. She will get the diploma
sent to her.
Then, it was over seemingly as quickly as
it started. I was so proud of her, and I felt kind of old, in that I now have a
daughter who has a college degree, and a son going into high school next year.
In all the hub-bub afterward, it was very
hard to get through the crowd, but we found my ex-wife's husband, and he led us
to see my daughter so I could take a few photos in her cap and gown for her
grandparents.
I saw my ex-wife and her family, said
congratulations to all of them, but they did not offer my congratulations. It
is pretty much what I expected.
Her mom took our daughter out to dinner
after the celebration, and we took her out for breakfast the next day.
Then we bid farewell. My daughter recently
got a job as a teaching assistant in Oswego, so she will be staying there at
least through the summer, maybe more.
The trip home went well until we
approached the George Washington Bridge. With incredible traffic, construction
on the Throgs Neck Bridge, and the usual Sunday traffic, it took us over eight
hours to get home!
Today, I feel very proud of my daughter,
but I am also bushed from the trip. I will make it through today on adrenalin,
nothing more.
But it was a great day, and I hope my
daughter gets to do exactly what she wants to do with her life.
She worked hard enough to get to this
point, and she deserves it.
Psst ... anyone know of an elementary
school teaching position that is open ... ?
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