It was standing room only in the chapel, I knelt beside my Dad.

The faculty moved to one side so some guests could sit on the platform.

Mom was graduating, moving a tassel. It had been a long time coming.

If she were to be suitably cheered, it was up to me…

“Jan Jarrell”

ALRIGHT MOM!!

I had forgotten that I was no longer in the rear of the chapel.

None of us have forgotten since.

May 15, 1999