I walked into town yesterday, summer finally arrived and the streets filled with people. I hadn’t realized it was graduation day for the 2013 class: a couple of the MBE students ran over to shake hands and we caught up about their next steps in life.
It reminded me of the same date, 7 years ago, when I walked to the Senate house to receive my diploma. It was one of the happiest days of my life: the accomplishment, ceremonies, the perfect people to share it with.
I called my father to reminisce about the day and about how special it was for us to share it with him. We laughed about his experience with the punts, the College dinner, the drinks with the dons. The world was so filled with optimistic possibility.