Draped in black robes, the Class of ‘80 waited their turn to be called by the dean. The air was strangely cool, but the weather of southern Indiana was always unpredictable. I scanned for my parents. I’m sure they were proud of me. After all, they had paid for most of my education. This was… Continue reading The Graduation
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