Actually, graduation was a pleasure, but moving was a mild nightmare. Who knew she could collect so much stuff in just the last year? Kudos to Jim Lowe, again, for his Lone Ranger-like ability to show up at the right time to lend a hand. Really, he should wear a mask and ride a horse named Silver.
I have received over three hundred e-mails that I have not read. I probably won't, as I've got lots to do to catch up, so if you haven't heard back from me, feel free to try again. Or go retro, and speak to me in person.