Graduation
The last contractual duty of the academic year is to attend graduation. We walk well over a thousand so the college rents a venue in downtown Southern City. The CS faculty meets early for dinner, and Southern Man went even earlier to do a little geocaching.



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And then we had the usual pomp and circumstances and introductions and awards and a commencement speech (by the governor!) and a thousand-plus students marched across the stage and then Southern Man went home and ate his leftover pepperoni chicken (delicious!) and thought about what he'd need to pack for tomorrow...
1 Comments:
Pepperoni chicken? Never heard of that! What is it? (Pepperoni and chicken, I gather, but how?)
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