The end of childhood...

In a sense... my oldest son, James, went through a commencement ceremony this morning that marked his graduation from elementary school. Next year comes multiple teachers, class rotations, and adolescent culture... I remember my own transition to jr. high school as a large jump. He was one of three students chosen to give brief speeches at the ceremony. I'm proud of him, and love him (as well as his brothers) dearly...
( Three photos follow... )