There’s a reason end-of-school-year parties are held in the summer. In the fall, there’s Halloween and we all know how creepy this day can be. A couple of years ago, someone almost lost a hand at Gabriel's party at the Museum of Natural History, but that’s another story.
Still, it was quite a surprise to see how much Jack had grown. I remember him as a small 4th grader in 1998-1999.
Jack was still his sisters' baby brother not so long ago...
Next to his giraffe poise, I would have felt embarassingly short.
But let's turn the tables on the kids, shall we?
How about "homework from beyond" ? How scary is it to go to a party and find correctedhomework from over 10 years ago?
Thank you Tina, the effect this produced on Kevin was priceless.
Whether Tina's little darlings like Kevin who gave me gray hair when I tutored him for AP Physics have since now graduated from college or are still going through it, they all had something to be verklempf about and talk amongst themselves.
Tina loved the French national anthem: bloody, yet melancholy; extremely violent but musically transcendent; in other words, it's whatachamacallit beautiful. So were the many flowers she received!
She wasn't around on the account that there was something in her birthday cake on July 7, 2008, that didn't agree with her as Little Bonaparte would have said in Some Like It Hot, our favorite family movie. The autopsy is still pending but Tina's ashes arrived on Friday at home.
Although the Edison croud was glad to have an end-of-school-year party, the day wasn't all about teachers!
My JPL vanpool friends stopped by on the way home -- how cool is that? The whole van! One had split to pick up some flowers and there were too many distractions that delayed his departure.
(is it me or is there something weird about this picture?)
Earlier in the day, we scored a lot of green karma organizing a birthday party at JPL: how about 0% transportation overhead? Ok, JPL isn't the most party-friendly environment but when I'm around rocket scientists, I feel truly at home, whether it is with managers, my first boss and acclaimed gurus, Deep Space One colleagues, formal methods nerds, State Analysis amigos or just being there with my son.
Of course, everybody missed Tina: she had wit and flair for cracking jokes; a party fire cracker!