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So Proud

Millington High School Graduates.
On their first day of Kindergarten we laughed about how many Open Houses we would have in the family come 2019.   We'd count off the names on our fingers: Gage, Keagan, Gavin, Trevor, Olivia, and Zach.  Five cousins and one honorary cousin that has been part of our lives since the day he was born.



Fast forward through thirteen years of schooling and the day has finally arrived.  Our babies have graduated high school and are heading off to college, the trades, or the workforce.  They are leaving behind their childhoods and officially beginning their adult lives.  Sure, some, perhaps all of them, will continue to live at home as they start laying the foundation for the lives they hope to build for themselves.  But that doesn't change the fact that each of them is planning for a future that hopefully includes homes and families of their own that don't involve living in mom and dad's basement.

These are smart, driven kids, each and every one of them.  I couldn't be more proud, especially of my boy.  I know he will push himself to achieve his goals, that he will work hard whether it's to get good grades in his first year of college or if it's to earn enough money to start building a little nest egg for the day he's ready to move out on his own.

Gage has grown so much and I couldn't be more confident of the wonderful man he will become over the next few years.  To comemmorate this first major accomplishment on the road to adulthood, here are several pictures I took at his graduation.

Gage and Addi 

My sister's family with her graduate, my nephew Keagan.

Ken, Gage, me, and KC.

Hat's off to the class of 2019!

Gage and Addi with their class advisers extraordinaire!

Leaving these halls behind them.

The Youngs - Our family in every way that matters.

My brother's family with their graduate, my nephew Trevor.

Graduation - An on top of the world kind of feeling.

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  1. congratulation to him and you family, may he got a good life and career

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