Dear Sam,
One of the best reasons I had for falling behind on your
senior blog was beach vacation! By some
miracle, your sister’s spring break coincided with the rest of us, so we were
able to book a week at an all inclusive in Jamaica. Every time we manage to get all of you
together, I worry that it will be our last chance—indeed it gets harder to
wrangle all of your schedules every year.
Next year, you’ll be at a different college, and the odds of two
colleges aligning with our local school district seems pretty unlikely. So we opted for a big finale (though if life
delivers a few curtain calls in the coming years, I know I, for one, won’t
complain. You might, however). We did give your older sister the option not
to attend this year, telling her we would understand if she preferred to spend
the week with her friends somewhere. “My
friends don’t pay,” she deadpanned, so it was all lucky 7 of us reunited for a
week in paradise. I suppose we will have
to offer you the same courtesy (a nod to your growing up) next year, and my
guess is even the promise of a free vacation won’t lure you into spending a
week with us.
Nevertheless, together—on a beach—is my absolute favorite
place to be, so since I’m still the official boss of everyone, and paying the
bill—we spent spring break together. Mealtimes—particularly dinners—were my
favorite hours spent at the resort. At
an all inclusive, we all feel freed from limitations and cost—don’t like the
steak? Have them bring you the chicken! No need to fight over appetizers, we can
order as many more as you would like!
Don’t like what they’re serving at the Italian restaurant? We can swing by the buffet after this and
find something you prefer! And also,
since we all need to eat, gathering everyone around a table at least once a day
was a universally enjoyable experience.
Not that you all didn’t grumble a bit—some inherent resistance seems
deeply wired into a teenager’s DNA—but once we were seated and chatting, all
that discord fell away for the most part.
So, before you go, get in the photo! Next year, send me pictures of you in the
cafeteria and in the library and at football games and keg parties (hey—I went
to college, too. I know how it
works). Get in the photo and take me
there with you. Thanks for letting me
take all the snapshots I am so proud to show here. Before you go, get in the photo!



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