It may have snowed on the graduation ceremony where I received my bachelor’s degree from the University of Wisconsin. It was a mid-year graduation, in December, but I wasn’t there so I don’t know. I worked that day and decided to skip the ceremony, which I have since regretted.
So when son Sam received his bachelor’s degree, yesterday, it was reminiscent of that December day. The day’s high, 45 degrees, was one degree off the coldest high temp ever, and there were actually snow flakes floating about for a few minutes. But it wouldn’t have missed it for the world, winter coat and all.