Graduation- The Big Day!

Graduation

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Part 2!

 

For the brave that made it through the first Graduation blog, and are waiting for the pictures of the actual big day....

 

 

Middlest sat with the band to play the processional Pomp and Circumstance, the Teays Valley Alma Mater and the finale. (She is right of center in photo, in floral dress and sunglasses).

And the grads file in!

The Graduating Class of 2013.
The gentleman on the far left, in the cap clapping, is our neighbor and wonderful HS teacher- who is retiring this year. I am sad he won't ever teach Youngest, but both Eldest and Middlest managed to get in his class.

Eldest stands to be recognized for graduating with honors.

D'ya think she could find me in the stadium in my pink hat?

This is the photo op, with a great cardboard box background. Attention to detail, people!
 

Whoop!
 

Proud Papa. It took us about 15 minutes to get out of the stands and onto the field to find our Graduate. Worth it!
 

Nana and Opa with their first grandchild High School Graduate.

Best pals and sisters.

Me an' my gal. The photographer informed me that my face was in shadow because of the hat. Kinda the point.

The fam. Youngest looks like he is in pain, because he doesn't do into the sun; he is pained.  You can see the ominous clouds that danced around the ceremony, and dropped nary a drop while we were out there. And, you can see Huz is carrying a trendy vintage wicker bag in dandelion yellow with Lucite handles. It takes a real man to accessorize. (And, a wife who keeps handing him her purse.)

Eldest with friends.

This is what most of my pictures of Eldest look like with her friends all finding her for hugs and her family- and Mamarazzi- stuck high in the stadium, fortunately with a pretty killer telephoto lens.

Colorful girls!

And for a P.S.:
This is a photo from Eldest's camera of the Senior Top Ten Dinner in which they all invited the most influential faculty member of their career. This is Eldest with her chosen teacher- Smith. Thank you Smith for all the support, the demand for excellence and accountability, for choosing what you believe to be best for the band and the students, not always the easiest route.

And, walk safely my dearest daughter on the path you have chosen and the paths you have yet to choose.
I am so proud of you!