Editorial: A time for Eudora graduates and parents to celebrate
Sometime in 1983 or 1984, a group of people started thinking about May, 2001. It seemed like a long time down the road, and they would dream about the possibilities. Maybe we'll be able to fly to the moon on a commercial airliner, or we could have a cure for cancer, they may have thought. Whatever happened, they knew the time would come when they'd experience udder joy and fear at the same time. Those people were and are the parents of the class of 2001, which will graduate from Eudora High this weekend.
For the past 17 or 18 years, the parents have attended countless piano recitals, bought numerous magazine subscriptions, sat on hard bleachers for hours on end and feigned excitement at seeing New Kids on the Block in concert or hearing "the Macarena" 19 times in a row.
They've also been a shoulder to cry on They've cried their own tears at seeing their children's hearts breaking. Through it all, they've discovered they knew less every year, according to their precocious teenagers.
But this weekend, they see the fruits of their labor, the moms especially. As the class of 2001, walks through the doors of EHS for the last time students and the first time as alumni, the parents begin wondering. How will they live without the early morning practices, the late nights lying awake in bed waiting for their child to come home? Just when they thought their kid couldn't do anything dumber, they'd be shocked. The fear of what's next for the graduates is nothing compared to the fear parents have felt for 17 or 18 years.
So graduates, we first say congratulations. But while all the attention is on you this weekend, take a moment and lavish some attention on the people who helped you get to this exciting time in your life. Believe it or not, your best friend since kindergarten will be forgotten in 10 years. But your folks will always love you, unconditionally, no matter what you do. Be good to them this weekend.
To the parents, we say this: well done. You've done your job. It's time to let these Cards leave the nest and make their contribution to the world. Don't worry that they'll leave and not call home. They're certain to ask for money sooner or later. Besides, don't you have an appointment for the painters to come by next week and remodel that bedroom into the sunroom you've always wanted?