A Farewell to Dorms

Tomorrow we will be at Vassar celebrating Chloe's graduation from college. She has always been a conscientious student, so graduation was never in doubt until she signed up for astronomy to fulfill her final science requirement and discovered there was math involved -- not the philosophical topics she was hoping to explore and write about, such as the likelihood of life on other planets. Compounding the problem, she once referred to her class as astrology in an email to her professor. (Brings back memories of my "science" classes in college - Physics for Poets and Sleep and Dreams (taught in the huge church on campus to accommodate all the humanities majors who gravitated to that class.)

We are staying at Lee and Phil's house (an hour and a half from Poughkeepsie) and Chloe will return with us following graduation ceremonies for a quick family reunion before we fly home. They still had the artificial Christmas tree in the living room (which they've been decorating for different seasons until one of the kids could help them pack it up and get it back to the basement), so we decorated it for Chloe's graduation party with construction paper "novels" with fractured fiction titles: "A Farewell to Dorms" by Ernest Hemingway, "A Passage to Income" by E.M. Forster, "War and Thesis" by Leo Tolstoy, etc. with Ty cartoons inside.

Deborah is watching Mango and Bisous while we're away and Ty is getting his cat hugs from Java, who could be Mango's stockier brother. Java shied away from the attention at first, but Ty wore him down and now he seems to like it.

With Ty still recovering from his stress fracture, I was dreading the full day of air travel on Thursday, but American Airlines had wheelchairs waiting to get us from curb to departure gate and between connecting flights in Dallas.