Just as important as studying and working are the non-paying, non-“required” activities.
It never even crossed my mind that the sight of me in a big, purple, furry coat on campus might turn my daughter four shades of purple.
For our first Family Weekend, I had envisioned cozy mother/daughter dinners, meeting her new friends, maybe sitting in on a class, or snuggling together under a blanket at the football game.
Journalist Sally Kalson, parent of a 2012 Kenyon graduate, passed away last weekend. She wrote about her daughter’s graduation for the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, which reprinted it as one of her signature columns.
Most parents have, by this point in the school year, received a text or a phone call announcing that the roommate is fine, the food is fine, and classes are fine. Or not. Let’s all take a deep breath and wait for … a letter.