Wednesday

Graduation practice is over. The speeches are given. The gowns have been distributed. Nothing more than waiting now. Tomorrow is the big day. I often become reflective this time of year. I rarely fail to get a bit choked up over some of the students who are graduating. This year there are some particularly impressive young men and women who restore my faith in the future, for their intellect, yes, but more importantly, for their character. It's been said that your character is measured by what you do when no one is looking. The quality of character of many of these senior is tremendous. Shortly I'm going home to grab a bite to eat.

It's a bit later. I've grabbed a bit more than a bite to eat. I have one class left which needs to complete its final. Then I'll have to get all my grades done and entered.

I began watching the movie Braveheart. I've heard so much about it. It's quite long, and it's quite intense, much more intense than I am used to, but I really like it. I guess I'm about halfway through. I don't recall whether or not I mentioned this before, but my brother is reading another Ayn Rand book called Atlas Shrugged. Weird. I was reading The Fountainhead and my brother is reading another Ayn Rand book. He borrowed his from the library. It's 1100 pages. I'm not sure I'd get through that in the allotted three weeks. I'm hinting around about a copy of it here at home as a Father's Day gift. We'll see if they take the hint.