Our son officially became a college man while we were with the Arena Football team in Oklahoma City. He dutifully reported to campus, registered for classes and took a placement exam. Et, Quelle bonne idée! He earned six hours credit in Francais right on the spot! We give all the credit to Olivia Bradley, his middle school instituteur de Francais, for drilling knowledge into his brain.
So, he's off to a roaring start. He spent a night in the dorm and met a bunch of new people. He seems to be getting excited about it. A little early success certainly helps.
For the first time, we went to the National Memorial, built on the site of the 1995 bombing at the Murrah Federal Building. Seeing it brought home memories of those days for us. Moreover, it made it seem real. Somehow, I'm not bothered by the fact that Timothy McVay was executed for his crimes. The place is absolutely sobering.
It was reverently quiet on a Sunday morning. We're glad we went.
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