Today is graduation day for the 2013 Class of the United States Naval Academy. I will take this opportunity to tell you a funny story.
There are a few hats in this photo. The guy wearing the white one is my brother Buck(y), who graduated from the Naval Academy in 1982. The guy with no hat is my brother Monty — who is going to see his own son (Eagle Scout Trevor) inducted to the Naval Academy Class of 2017 in just about a month. The pretty lady in the green hat is our mother, who was married to our father, a former Navy pilot. And the doll in the red hat is me, about “four months along” with the baby who will be Ginger.
I was such a proud big sister! I just wanted to walk arm in arm around the campus with Bucky. And he let me. For a little bit.
Then he whispered in my ear that I had to let go.
Wha…why?
Because nobody knows you’re my sister.
So?
Everyone thinks you’re my girlfriend. My girlfriend who is pregnant.
I would love to tell you that I immediately let go of his arm.
Fat chance! I just squeezed tighter and walked closer!
Teach him to mess with my Barbie dolls.
