Since it's that graduation type time of year, I reckon I'll share a picture of me doing the graduation thing for Throwback Thursday!

Here I am on 18 May 2003, matriculating from University of Wisconsin-Parkside, with BAs in Sociology and Criminal Justice! During my 12 1/2 year part-and-full-time college career my academics ranged from starting in the bowels of academic probation in the beginning to being on the Dean's List several times and winning the 2003 Academic Achievement Award from the criminal justice department in my final semester. I was mere .10s of points away from earning my Cum Laude honor cord at the bloody end, too. Frustrating, yes, but I was still so very proud of how very far I'd come since first starting down the Uni academic road back in the fall of 1990...

Graduation, 18 May, 2003

This was the last Special Event that I had my whole family at--Dad died a mere 9 days later. He'd started falling ill about a week before I graduated and I'd made him promise me that he'd make it to see me graduate from college--he kept his end of the bargain and even a bit longer, bless his poor, atrophied heart. It meant a lot to have my whole immediate family (and my best friend and her man, who was my second bestie) at the ceremony, cheering me on. We celebrated afterward with a very tasty Italian dinner at Villa 'd Carlo. It was a magical day...
My Dad was a HUGE country/western fan, so I grew up largely listening to what he listened to on the radio until I discovered the world of rock 'n roll when I went into grade school and asked for my own radio so I could listen to "my" music. I professed to hate country music, especially the twangy stuff that was so popular in the '70s and early '80s when I was growing up, but I did love some of it. One of the soft spots I always had was for dad's cowboy music collection and for Glen Campbell for some odd reason.

Found out a few years ago that Mr. Campbell had been diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease and that made me terribly sad. He had it in him to release a swansong of sorts last year, which I've posted below. It brings a tear to my eye every time I hear it. Poor fella. He was a pompous ass and quite the cad back in the day, but no one deserves the fate that befell him.

I hear there's a documentary about Glen's life coming out. Just might have to catch it. Sorry I missed Tim McGraw's version of this song on the Oscars tonight...

( Dec. 5th, 2013 06:54 am)
Again, if the image doesn't show up on dreamwidth, please go to www.lady-curmudgeon.livejournal.com to see it--it's a public entry over there as well.




The way back machine stops in Spring of 2003. I was about to graduate from college and spent a lot of time hanging out at my parents' house spending time with my niece, Cassie. She's 2 in this picture, holding her favorite type of cookie--one those rectangular wafer cookies with all the thick sugar frosting in the center.

This was my LONG hair phase, though it's hidden behind me, tied back neatly. I decided when I went back to school in 2000 to grow out my hair at least until I graduated. At this point it was about threeish inches from my waist. By this point it was too long and heavy to be held back by headbands, so I neatly tied it back with a scrunchy hair tie, which always matched my outfit. I had a metric fuck ton of scrunchies back then!

I graduated in May of 2003 but I didn't cut my hair until spring of 2004. After about an inch of split ends were cut off I ended donating about 11 inches of hair to Locks Of Love. My hair then became about shoulder length. Didn't get my current hairstyle until March of 2006.
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