Today, our youngest son graduated from high school. In a few months, he will be off to college halfway across the country. We are proud and bereft all at once. After 21 years of having at least one boy under our roof, we will no longer here a constant stream of slammed doors, poorly sung shower songs or ribald invective.
Having worked at his school, it has afforded us a combination of unique stress and special pride. And now we move on to the next thing.
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