By this time next week, Catherine will be a high school graduate, so naturally this week’s flashback must go back twice, 30 and 40 years respectively.
Here’s a long shot from my commencement on June 24, 1984. We were Port Chester (NY) High School’s 100th graduating class. I have no idea where I am in this picture; why they separated us from the boys, who are on the other side of the 50-yard line; or why the staff appears to be guarding us.
Somewhere still I have an old baseball-style shirt with all our names on the back and the stalwart PC Ram on the front. However, I confess I don’t remember much about the ceremony. I was nursing an awful sunburn from our prom group’s visit to Jones Beach two days before where I had fallen asleep on my beach blanket. One side of my face and the backs of my legs were especially purple, which made sitting on a folding chair a real treat.
Below are the tickets to Basil’s commencement, 40 years ago to the day when Catherine will also graduate from Greenwich (CT) High.
Due, he says, to the counter-culture attitude of time and perhaps the dust-up over a single grade (would you believe Art?) that briefly put Basil’s graduation in peril, Basil has no photos from the day. (Sadly, that means I cannot share another “Study in Sideburns” with you today.)
I expect that won’t be the case come Thursday. Already we have every phone and camera in the house plugged in, charging up so we don’t miss even a second of the big day.