Pomp and Circumstance
I read the Graduation insert in the Gazette this past week and was amazed at the size of it. It seems to be the final toll of the bell telling me that, yes, I am from a different era. Because when I graduated from high school, there were over 600 kids in my class. It didn’t look like there were that many in the entire Rock County area this year.
I suspect it is because I’m of the unlabeled generation, born just slightly past the baby boomer period but before the generation X--one of the kids of the 60’s from families where it was common to have five or six children. It would have been unusual to have only one or two siblings. The result of this was a large graduating class.
I remember the gym being packed with proud parents and grandparents and/or siblings (only 6 tickets per graduate, please), and a sea of sweating be-robed seniors. It was H-O-T in there. I also remember that instead of handing out our diploma (actually empty diploma case, as final grades weren’t in) in alphabetical order, they lined us up and seated us by height. Can you imagine trying to get six HUNDRED kids lined up by height? I can’t remember who orchestrated it, but man, they should be working for the government. Stuff would get done!
I don’t know if that arrangement was designed to be a cheap form of stadium seating (petite gymnast sized girls in the front, basketball stars in the back) or just an effort to keep kids away from their cliques. At first I was miffed, because with a last name beginning with M, I would have been in the middle and gotten up to the podium sooner. Instead, being a tallish girl, I was seated ¾ of the way back, surrounded by boys.
I guess I didn’t mind so much after all.
My youngest niece just graduated on Friday to all the necessary pomp and circumstance, with a future so bright, she’s gotta wear shades. (Yes, I am a child of the 80’s…)
Congrats to her and all the 2012 grads. Caps off to you.
Do you have any graduation tales to relate? Did you have a big blowout or a small family gathering? Please share.
P.S. As a final food note, I’m bringing a salad or two to my niece’s graduation party. My broccoli slaw is a given (my go-to salad) but I’m torn about what else to take. Pasta salad? Veggie salad? Does anyone have any tried and true pot luck ideas? Let me know!
Lisa Parsley is a Janesville native writes about food and cooking for Gazettextra.com. Lisa is a community blogger and is not a part of The Gazette staff. Her opinion is not necessarily that of the The Gazette staff or management.


Jun 13, 2012 at 8:08 a.m.
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I'm in agreement with saxcat70! BLT salad sounds delicious. Bump it up with that pepper bacon from Sorg's and... <rest of comment lost to bacon reverie>
Jun 12, 2012 at 1:08 p.m.
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"...sound like Charlie Brown's teacher." LOL!
I love the graduation parties where they have on display "This is your life" poster boards of pictures. Often, the photos contain grandparents who are no longer alive so it makes for a good reminder to appreciate family while you've got 'em. One of the sweetest displays was at my nephew's high school graduation. Next to the 8x10 of his graduation photo there was a photo of him when he was four years old wearing his Minnesota Twins ball cap. A cute lil' tyke. Next to that frame was the actual ball cap (Grandma had saved it all these years.)
Jun 11, 2012 at 11:12 a.m.
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The wife has been making the BLT salad. Very tasty.
Jun 10, 2012 at 2:20 p.m.
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Congratulations to your niece. Along with other family members, I went down to Kentucky for my nephew's graduation two years ago. It was in the arena-size gymnasium at the local community college, with a PA system that made the commencement address, the address of the valedictorian and the announcements of the graduates' names all sound like Charlie Brown's teacher. Fortunately, I had tucked a paperback in my purse, so I wasn't bored out of my mind!
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