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  • We couldn't have ordered a more beautiful day. The level of emotion I felt surprised me. After all, he had finished all of his course-work last December, and we'd received his degree in the mail in January. "Walking" was just a formality.

    Ah, but it was so much more than that. It was truly a joyful celebration, a rite of passage, an acknowledgment of his accomplishment. We joined thousands out in the large area in the middle of the campus of the small university.

    I certainly felt Dad's presence several times throughout the day. He always seems to show up for these major life events. He always said he would still be around when we needed him, and he always has been.

    I enjoyed all the electronic acknowledgments that came through on Facebook. I especially enjoyed responding to one from a former co-worker who said, "Now, just pray that he gets a job and moves out soon." I proudly responded, "He actually finished his classes in December, and had a job and an apartment in Fredericksburg within a week of semester's end".

    I've watched him deal with disappointments and setbacks, but not let them overwhelm him for long. He dusts himself off, gets back up, and keeps moving forward, into life, embracing the joy of living.

    This kid does know how to enjoy life, and he knows how to spread it around. He has more friends than just about anyone I know. All over the world. He's worked in Turkey, Hong Kong, California, Colorado, and North Carolina, and wherever he's gone, he's left many friends in his wake, who he stays in contact with and who he maintains relationships with. That's just who he is.

    In many ways, he's more than a son to me. In many ways, he is my hero. I look at how he conducts his life, and I stand in awe. I read what he writes (when he lets me), and just say "Wow"! He can write circles around me.

    People are often quick to give us credit for how he is turning out. While we did work at conscious parenting, and did make raising him our first priority, so much of who he is has been based on choices he has made along the way. He is very much his own person.

    I couldn't be prouder than I am of my son, J.B. The world awaits you, son. Keep doing what you do, and it is all yours.
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