It’s an exciting week here in Camden, especially for parents like me who have seniors graduating from Camden Hills Regional High School.
Last Saturday was the prom, in which the gym was transformed into an underwater paradise befitting the “Atlantis” theme.
On Monday, my daughter and her fellow Class of 2013 mates gathered at the middle school, and then, accompanied by the memorable strains of bagpipes, marched through town toward the First Congregational Church for the baccalaureate service. Main Street was lined with parents and friends, businessmen and tourists, all wishing the soon-to-be graduates well.
Tuesday was the parent-senior dinner, featuring surprisingly good food, student-proffered musical performances, a slide-show, and tear-jerking talks by father-daughter and mother-son teams. Awards night is tonight, and early tomorrow we head to the cafeteria for the parent-senior breakfast.
And then, finally, comes Friday night’s graduation ceremony. The gym will be festooned with red and white banners, chairs will be set up for parents, grandparents. aunts, uncles and friends, and, at precisely eight o’clock, in will march the graduates in their black caps and gowns.
Some parents grumble about the week-long build up. They recall their own high school graduations as simple, one-day affairs, and wonder why they have to slog through so many different events. Perhaps these folks are jealous of the attention lavished on the “kids” for this week, attention they didn’t get and maybe never will, or perhaps they’re just grouchy curmudgeons. (We have a few here in Maine.) I think it’s more likely that they’re missing the whole point.
Anticipation. It’s what Carly Simon sang about all those years ago, before her words became a catsup commercial. Remember how the song starts?
We can never know about the days to come
But we think about them anyway…
It’s the same thing we do in Maine with the whole month of June. While the lilacs, lupines, and lady slippers are blooming, we’re dreaming about summer and all the great warm-weather activities we’ll do. I envision lots of hikes in the Camden Hills, sailing on Penobscot Bay, a visit to Popham Beach, Saturday mornings at the farmer’s market, and long, lazy afternoons reading mysteries in the hammock at our camp on Pitcher Pond. Maybe I’ll dust off my Lady Sandra Palmer golf clubs for a few rounds with friends, start writing a new novel, and hike the Beehive in Acadia. It’s all a possibility as I write these words.
One of my friends commented recently that pre-summer is actually better than summer, precisely because we get to anticipate. Summer is a short eight weeks, she reasons, over before we can barely bat an eye. “The best part of summer is before it even happens,” she says.
A pessimistic view, and counter to our “live in the present” mantra, but I think she’s on to something. Anticipation is like a tantalizing drug, tempting us to believe all things are possible. As Carly says, we can never know about the days to come – whether we’ll be too busy with work to get in many hikes, if the weather will cooperate as we plan a sail, or if we’ll even be around in a month – but in our dreams, all things can happen.
It’s the same way with a book release, right? The excitement over what the finished product will look like, the suspense of wondering if readers will enjoy it, the agonizing wait to see if sales support all the work that went in to producing it. (Not unlike the feelings of some of the parents of high school seniors, I suspect!)
I wouldn’t be a mystery writer if I didn’t bring up Hitchcock, the master of anticipation, whose famous comment about the
subject goes like this:
There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it.
He’s giving those if us who write a subtle hint about creating suspense, as well as proffering advice for 2013 graduates like Lexi (or Alexandra Leigh Doudera, as the school principal will announce on Friday night as he hands her a diploma.) The future isn’t a frightening place unless you think it is.
My graduate is good at living in the moment, at knowing that what Carly Simon said in Anticipation is true: These are the good old days. They aren’t coming; they are here, right now. Yes, she’s excited to start her new life – the one that begins on Labor Day when we take her to Northeastern University – but she’s also living fully in her wonderful present.
And that’s a real gift, one that I can strive to emulate.
Good luck, Lexi, and to all members of the Class of 2013!
“Pre-summer is actually better than summer”
Living in Florida, I so agree!
Love the Hitchcock quote, too. 🙂
Thanks, Sara… !
Vicki….I loved this piece and it hits home for so many of us this year as we see a child graduate! But also it resonates with everyone on so many levels….living in the moment but always looking forward! By the way, I love your new book Final Settlement!
Thank you, Heidi. It is hard to be excited for things and yet not ruin the present.
Congratulations to Lexi and to you, too.
Commencement is such a big deal. I agree that it’s sweet to build up the excitement with a week of events, and to bring the whole community into the celebration. The about-to-be graduates marching through town accompanied by bagpipes sounds particularly fabulous.
BTW, Northeastern is a wonderful college choice. It’s my undergrad alma mater (journalism major) and has gotten even better since I graduated back in the Stone Age.
Brenda, I’m glad to hear that about Northeastern… Lexi can’t wait and is going to major in Marine Bio. Loves their marine research center in Nahant, too.
Wonderful words Vicki….love the whole concept of “anticipation.” And a huge CONGRATULATIONS to Lexi.
Thank you, Wendy! See you this weekend I hope!
Great piece. I just had the pleasure of letting three seniors at Nokomis High know that they will receive $1000 each form a scholarship administered by the library. That more than made my day. Congratulations on a week that will provide many amazing memories.
Wow, John, that is great. Nice awards to some deserving students.
Congratulations to Lexi and also to her parents!
My niece graduated from Northeastern last year. LOVED it.
Congratulations to your daughter and her proud and wise parents, Very nice piece. Much joy to all of you.