|Last night, we went to a ceremony hosted by our city's beautious East High School, my father's alma mater.|
|The ceremony took place at one of our favorite museums, and the evening was magically beautiful. Our summer weather has yet to let up, but just the faintest crispness of fall in the already crystalline Colorado air makes it pure heaven.|
|Mum and me traipsing through the rose gardens.|
|Inside, the ceremony was wonderful - full of joyful memories and life-affirming stories from the honored alumni. We especially enjoyed the East High jazz ensemble which entertained periodically in the course of the evening. What a wonderful school! Maybe our Q might find herself there someday...|
A delightful evening in every way.
btw my father was being honored for his lifetime work as an artist. In his early 20s, he was a "new deal" muralist with the WPA program, and did several murals in public buildings throughout the US. We just a few days ago learned that there is one here in Denver, not fifteen minutes from where we live. Needless to say we'll be taking a trip to see that one soon...we'll keep you posted!