Five years ago, on a day that was warmer than today has been thus far, I walked down an aisle wearing a black robe and a black hat. The walk (and the receipt of the folder which did not yet contain my diploma) was a bit anticlimactic, but the masking-taped slogan on the hat helped to make up for it: "MEN FOR SALE."
Happy five-year graduation anniversary, class of 2001!
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