Law School Graduation - A

So, at long last, my time at law school is officially over, and to help celebrate my graduation we had a lot of family come out east.  Racheal kindly arranged lodging for our 10 guests of honour, and the visits were staggered enough that we could have quality time with each of them.  Of course, I like to think they came out for my grad and not to meet little Jonathan for the first time, but we managed to properly introduce him to all involved.  It got a little hectic with everyone and everything going on, but I wouldn't have traded those weeks for the world.  It was a perfect end to 3 long years of reading, and a good way to ease into articling.  It's a shame they couldn't have stayed longer, but life intrudes and we had to give them a proper send-off, as well as a hearty "see you later" to friends and classmates articling elsewhere.

Enough mawkishness.  Pictures!

Proud grandparents with Racheal and the little one.  At least one of them got to sleep through the proceedings!

Ben, Deena, and Chris enjoying the pre-ceremony.

It was a little like being knighted, in that graduates had to kneel while the Chancellor pretended to touch our heads with the cap.  He said something along the lines of "I hereby confer upon you the degree of Juris Doctor, with all the rights and privileges pertaining thereto.  Congratulations."

With the Dean of the law school, holding the actual diploma.

Little Jonathan sleeping through his first meeting with Santa Claus, or my favourite professor, D. A. Rollie Thompson.  Rollie later tried to convince Mom and Dad to retire to Halifax.

With my friend, classmate, poker mentor and worthy foosball adversary Scott Harron.  Together, we were known at PPS as Mr. Under & Mr. Taker.

Three professionals, and I'm the last brother to graduate somehow despite being oldest!

My proud and sleepy family.

With my parents after their enduring what was hopefully their final grad ceremony!

More of our ongoing adventures later.  Until then,

A.