Nephew graduated from the high school he started in as a freshman four years ago and his younger sister and I cheered for him, though we couldn't really see him, so far back from the stage and off to the side were our seats in the bleachers.
Admittedly my part in this was minor compared to other graduate's adults, but I was allowed a full measure of joy along with all the others.
My joy got a boost from the letter the young man received today from the university: he will attend with all expenses including tuition, housing, books, and living expenses paid for him. He will also have a university job for ten hours a week so that he can afford a social life and some foolish expenditures besides. He will enter this larger world in late August. After working--not really hard, admittedly--to redeem himself after the expulsion and various tickets that he's gotten, the slate is clean and ready for him to mark it with greater care.
It's an exciting time for him. Be happy with me.
