On Wednesday my baby brother graduated from eighth grade. This is a big deal for us. I’m part of a very large family – eleven kids to be exact. All of us have graduated from this same parochial school, Corpus Christi. I was thinking back, and realized that there has been at least one of us going to school there at any one time for the last twenty-five years. Boy-o is the last of us. This is bittersweet because it just so happens that this is also the last class that will ever graduate from Corpus Christi. Because of parish/school merging stuff, the school that will operate from that building next year will be Mary, Queen of Peace, not Corpus Christi. It’s sad. I think I always half figured that one day my kids would be going to school there. Of course, that was assuming that one day I actually would have kids, which I’m not so sure about anymore. Not the wanting kids part, but the finding a suitable father for them part.
Boy-o, however, is awesome. He’s growing so fast. One of his favorite things to do anymore is to pick his sisters up (as in off the ground) – just because he can. He looked very handsome in his suit and tie. In keeping with our family tradition, he got pretty much every award available, including one that was a first! He got the Lion’s Club Award, in recognition of athletic leadership & all-around excellence. It was amazingly cool. Someone in our family getting acknowledged for something athletic?! Wonders will never cease!