I believe I may be coming down with a little bout of "time flew."
It's mild at the moment, only slightly bothersome. But by Saturday afternoon, the main symptom will be hard to miss: teary eyes.
My "little" buddy (dare I say my baby?) will to earn his bachelor's degree in geology on Saturday. And his proud family, even his Great Aunt Stella representing the Houston contingent, will descend upon the tiny town of Morris, Minnesota, to watch this fine young man walk the stage and accept his diploma.
As he begins this exciting new chapter, his many admirable qualities (among them, curiosity, compassion, competence, gentleness, strength, kindness, tenacity, ease of being) will serve him well all the days of his life.
Like a ball in a swimming pool, there's no holding this chap down. He always bounces back, ready for the next challenge.
From the toddler who unjammed his broken-down hand-me-down Fisher-Price tape recorder after weeks of tinkering to the newly minted scientist who knows his geomorphology, sedimentology, and even a bit of paleontology, this dude's a "rock" star!
Way to go, big guy. Keep reaching for your dreams!
(aka e-bob, e-bake, e-blob, E)
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