It's June. Graduation has come and gone. I have no grands in high school.
Since the class was large, graduation was held in a college arena. Even with all those graduates, each had a few moments on the jumbo tron Parents were given a seating chart so they could spot their grad.
Once everyone had diplomas and tassels had been turned, the audotorium darkened and camera flashlights flickered on the floor and in the upper arena, like a field of fireflies.
Then the lights turned back on and confetti was showered over the graduates. It was a moment.
Most touching for me was when band graduates joined the symphonic band for one more time. One last song.
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