Part 1, including some very interesting speeches by parents about why they sent their kids to Woodstock, and what they think their kids got out of it. Part 2 : Music! The very talented senior jazz band, with Rossella singing, begins around 2:30 minutes. Deathless comment: “We expect everyone to dance. Except my mom, because… Continue reading Woodstock Celebrations: Parents’ Banquet 2008
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Gallery: Woodstock School Baccalaureate Ceremony 2008
The Baccalaureate ceremony of my daughter Rossella’s graduating class. The students wear their national/regional costumes for this event. Ross, logically, wore Italian couture. Yes, one of her classmates is actually a Cossack (I think the uniform was his father’s), who has since attended the London School of Economics. Others in the class are from Afghanistan,… Continue reading Gallery: Woodstock School Baccalaureate Ceremony 2008
A Home for a Horse
I mentioned long ago that my daughter and I both love horses, and that we’ve had one (for her) since 2001. Now, very sadly, we are having to say goodbye. Ross had already been riding for about four years when I finally decided (and had the opportunity) to buy her a pony of her own.… Continue reading A Home for a Horse
Rossella and Hamish: A Love Story
^ above: “Jump? What jump? I don’t see any jump.” video shot August 14, 2004 music copright Patrick Doyle; buy it here May 25, 2004 “Okay, I see it. But I ain’t jumping it!” “Whoa, did I jump that?” “Well, might as well do this one, too.” “And this one…” “…and this one and this… Continue reading Rossella and Hamish: A Love Story
Girls Who Love Horses
Actually, my first love was dinosaurs: at age eight, I knew everything about them. I had a set of dinosaur cards which I could put in chronological order, and I knew that a tyrannosaurus could never have eaten a dimetrodon – they lived millions of years apart, in completely different eras. I don’t remember exactly… Continue reading Girls Who Love Horses