We just got back from a “whirlwind” trip back home for Max’s graduation from Johnson & Wales. Now he has a Bachelor’s Degree in Culinary Arts. We had a great time, and because we were there for such a short time we insisted everyone be together as much as possible. That meant seven of us stuffed into Cody and Paul’s apartment for much of the trip. Everyone was great about it, even those who had to sleep on camping mattresses on the floor, and we laughed and ate and really got to be “a family” again. That is to say, ever since I started having kids, I’m at my best when we’re all under one roof and I know where everybody is.
I’m not a helicopter parent, but I do love those one or two nights a year when my whole family is within shouting distance and I can turn off my cell phone with confidence. Anyone who would really need to call me is right there. Life, simplified.
No, he didn’t graduate at a Dunkin’ Donuts. It was the Dunkin’ Donuts Center in Providence. I think around 1500 graduates received their diplomas that morning.
Because we were there for such a short time we didn’t get to visit with any friends or extended family, which is always a bummer. But they’re all very cool about it, nobody gets bent that we’ve flown thousands of miles and then didn’t rent a car to drive a few hundred more to squeeze in a one- or two-hour visit with them. Everybody’s down with that, and besides…Route 95 goes both ways, and we don’t freak out about them not driving up to see us so briefly.
So that’s where I’ve been. Buck picked up a cold on the plane ride home and is still a little out of it. Maybe next time he’ll let us get the face masks I so desperately want to wear on a plane. It think it would serve two purposes: Keep us healthy, and stop anyone from sitting in the third seat. This one plugs into a computer!
Congrats on the graduate! Thanks for clarifying on the Dunkin University thing. We were at a lovely wedding Saturday and a young fellow at our table was a J&W grad and works as an executive chef for a fancy financial corporation in Hartford.
Maybe someone should start marketing a consumer hazmat suit. It should come in red, yellow, fluorescent green or hunter orange. And it should plug into USB too. Though I’m not sure why.
OK I didn’t really know the guy at the wedding from Adam, but he seemed very nice and successful for a 27 year old.
BUT, another really nice guy I work with is also a J&W grad. And I’ve known the guy from work since he was like 11. So Max should have no trouble finding a great job.
Congratulations to Max! I’m glad you got to be with your family. That must have been wonderful for you. Sam’s looking good. I hope he is doing well. When pigs fly I’ll get Barbara to go to El Paso with me!
My congratulations to Max!
Culinary arts–I’ve never even thought of that one before!
Obviously, Max loves to cook–and there’s always a demand for chefs!
I received my BA in English-creative writing. I studied what I loved most, so I don’t regret it. But I do regret that English-creative writers didn’t happen to be in demand (without an MA, if not a doctorate)–and still don’t!
Congrats to the Graduate!