What a weekend!
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Yesterday, my niece Jessica graduated from the University of Florida with honors. My mother and I couldn't go. My mother has a doctor's appointment and I have work obligations this week.
But Fred sent a photo via his camera phone. It showed the floor of the UF basketball stadium packed with graduates. When I showed it to my mother, she said, "I'm glad I didn't go." The whole thing probably took three hours and I don't think my mother could sit through that in uncomfortable stadium seats.
We'll probably have a party when Jess gets home later this summer before she goes to New York City. A job? No, there's a boy involved. Isn't there always? It's a new step to a more independent life and she'll do very well. We're sure of that.
My sister Dorothy, who has been in Djibouti, is back on U.S. soil. And this time, it didn't take her five days. If you remember, it took almost a week for her to get from Charleston to Africa.
This time, she left Friday and got home very early Sunday morning. A delay at Dulles in Washington, D.C., caused her to miss her flight. She kept calling us, probably to stay awake, to let us know her progress. Or lack of. It was a security thing that locked-down the entire airport. So she couldn't go from one terminal to another to catch her flight.
She called me, probably around 1 a.m. Sunday morning to let me know she was at home. When I talked to her last night, she said she slept until noon.
Dorothy will be home to visit us in a couple of weeks. Maybe we'll all be together one last time before Dorothy goes back to Africa, Jess goes to New York and Scott goes to Afghanistan.
And since it's the Okamoto family, we'll all eat until we can't eat any more and we'll laugh until we're crying!