With each up and coming generation, the previous generation believes that the character and quality of this next generation falls short of what they had achieved. To investigate such a suspicion, a poll was commissioned to ask incoming college students what they believed. The simple poll question was asked; "Do you believe a lack of general world knowledge and apathy is a common problem among young people today?" The answer given, "I don't know, and I don't really care."
End of High School for Grant: May, 26, 2011.
Lots of activities crammed into mid-May to early June to wrap up this phase of life.
The parents were broadly hinting in their questioning in early April, "What about your senior pictures? Would you like to get some done?" The answer was; "I don't really care, but I suppose if you want some, maybe I could do that." The bell rings, the light comes on, ah, yes, still a few more months of parent/child roles to play. The enlightened parent now says, "We would like to get some senior photos of you, so how about next Saturday? We will try for a casual pose, a dress-up photo, a graduation pose and maybe something with your tux and cello. Pack all your clothes and props and be ready at 11:30."
The studio appointment is made and a few changes of clothing are hauled along for the shoot. We chose Gary, a photographer who Inga enjoyed using for her senior pictures, and a professional who we hoped could get Grant to open his eyes and smile somewhat naturally, unlike the mass grad photo shoot that had Grant in an unnatural sneer for his Yearbook photo.
We selected 3 photos:
As the photo shoot progressed, it turned out it was not as painful and tedious as feared. Puns were made about taking "cello shots" and the resulting poses after too many "cello shots".
We also discovered, that Gary, the photographer, was a graduate of University of Missouri, Columbia, photo journalism department, coincidentally Grant is enrolled in the Mizzou School of Journalism. No fellow alum discounts were offered,
On our part, there may be still a need for occasional prodding of the next generation that is currently under our guidance, but all-in-all, I am not worried about the quality or character of the next generation.
Congratulations Son! You have made us proud.
End of High School for Grant: May, 26, 2011.
Lots of activities crammed into mid-May to early June to wrap up this phase of life.
The parents were broadly hinting in their questioning in early April, "What about your senior pictures? Would you like to get some done?" The answer was; "I don't really care, but I suppose if you want some, maybe I could do that." The bell rings, the light comes on, ah, yes, still a few more months of parent/child roles to play. The enlightened parent now says, "We would like to get some senior photos of you, so how about next Saturday? We will try for a casual pose, a dress-up photo, a graduation pose and maybe something with your tux and cello. Pack all your clothes and props and be ready at 11:30."
The studio appointment is made and a few changes of clothing are hauled along for the shoot. We chose Gary, a photographer who Inga enjoyed using for her senior pictures, and a professional who we hoped could get Grant to open his eyes and smile somewhat naturally, unlike the mass grad photo shoot that had Grant in an unnatural sneer for his Yearbook photo.
We selected 3 photos:
As the photo shoot progressed, it turned out it was not as painful and tedious as feared. Puns were made about taking "cello shots" and the resulting poses after too many "cello shots".
We also discovered, that Gary, the photographer, was a graduate of University of Missouri, Columbia, photo journalism department, coincidentally Grant is enrolled in the Mizzou School of Journalism. No fellow alum discounts were offered,
On our part, there may be still a need for occasional prodding of the next generation that is currently under our guidance, but all-in-all, I am not worried about the quality or character of the next generation.
Congratulations Son! You have made us proud.
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