Well, we're back. Whoosh! What an evening. Saw the
Waybourns as I was walking to the stadium (they were there for the
Hines' daughter's graduation, but assured me they'd cheer like mad for
Charles, too) and Laura said she'd warned her boys graduations are long
and dull, so deal with it.
Wise words. True words!
However, a few of us showed up to support Charles at this momentous
occasion, including darling Beth, who had sat through an even larger
graduation ceremony in Huntsville yesterday (for her cousin), then
drove back here in time to make her bro-in-law's, and if that's not duty-above-and-beyond, I don't know what is. ;^) And Hannah was very good the whole time, bless her heart.
Give 'em their due, they started right on time, never mind the long lines of people still waiting to get through security:
Here he came! And I've put arrows in most photos, indicating the Graduate.
That's him in the middle.
I was pleased to see Charles remove his cap for the Star Spangled Banner.
On his way to collect his diploma.
Almost his turn! Unfortunately, the ones of him crossing the stage didn't turn out well.
It's blurry, but there he is, clutching his diploma as he returns to his seat.
I'm thinking this was right after the cap toss.
Outside the stadium, being congratulated by Beth.
Receiving the congratulations of Dmitry, whilst simultaneously foiling my attempts to get a decent photo.
Realized after the fact we'd never gotten a picture of Don and me with
him, which is depressing but par for the course, considering who we're
talking about. Still, by jingo, he did it! It was a bit
dicey at times, but he did it.