My 50-year-old partner, the graduate
(Before I begin – did you notice there was no newsletter on Monday? That’s because we were all-hands-on-deck at the Social Finance Forum. I met many of you at the registration table where I signed you in. Thank you to all who attended!)
Yesterday, at age 50, my husband graduated from college.
As he walked across the stage with a goofy cap on his head and a goofier smile on his face, I screamed, ‘THAT’S MY ANDY!’
I know he heard me because a) you bet your bottom that I had shamelessly planted myself in front of the crowd to get a photo, b) he waved, and c) his classmates sent h
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