This week marks the end of a long journey for many of our high school youths as they don cap and gown to walk down aisles to the stirring strains of "Pomp and Circumstance" at their high school graduations.
I can't help but hum and sing the song, "We'll Have These Moments to Remember" and take a walk down memory lane back to my own high school days.
First kiss? Felt like an octopus's tentacle's suction cup. Wasn't so eager for the second one.
First F? Chemistry class. Mr. Costenbader saying, "Maybe you should take the watered-down Mickey Mouse Physics class."