From Alberta, I flew straight to Michigan for my daughter Alison’s graduation from the Ford School at the University of Michigan, Ann Arbor. If ever I saw a walkable community, Ann Arbor is it. Alison and Ben, her fiancé, live about one mile from campus, and even though they have a car, they easily walk everywhere, using the car about once a week for grocery shopping and picking up mothers at the airport. We even walked to the graduation ceremony in the football stadium. As we sat in the bleachers, Alison pointed to the graduates in the black robes and turquoise collars on the field, below.
“Look, Mom,” she said, “those are the students from the Ford School.”
I swiveled my head to face her. “Those are your classmates?” I asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be down there with them?”
Without pausing Alison answered, “I’d rather be here with you.”
This is why mothers are willing to throw themselves in front of trains for their children. Not because they get university degrees, but because they sit in the bleachers to share the experience.
I do need to add that the commencement speaker was the President of the United States, Barak Obama. (2 miles, 29.5 miles total)