I graduated from the University of California, Riverside fourteen years ago today. I remember the day fondly, it was hot. I memorialized the scene in my short story, “When I Kissed the Learned Astronomer“. I’m not big on the Medieval hubbub of graduations. As I have pointed out in the past, where is the distinction…
I left work a little early yesterday so that I could get up to Baltimore for Rich’s graduation from the St. Agnes’ residency program in surgery. Rich completed 5 years of the residency program, and was one of three chief residents who graduated this year. Rich’s mom was in town for the graduation, as were…