This is a journal of our travel, our thoughts, our life. Life is good. Life is very, very good. We have each other. We have healthy, happy kids. We have good people as friends. Here is to love, laughter and family!


On May 17th-19th, 2008, we traveled to Ithaca, New York, and Ithaca College to attend our son Jeff’s graduation. He finished his coursework in December and has been working as an assistant technical director at the Long Center for the Performing Arts in Austin since January of this year. He wanted to go through commencement with his class in the spring (when Ithaca is truly beautiful) and so we all flew to Syracuse and drove to Ithaca.
Ithaca College is a 6500 student, liberal arts college founded in 1896 as a music conservatory. It still has a very strong music department and excels in theater arts, communications and, oddly, physical therapy.
Jeff received his Bachelor of Fine Arts in theater production arts, with a specialty in lighting and sound. At Ithaca he did both the technical aspects of same as well as design.
The weather there was quite cool and was constantly threatening rain. There’s a reason it’s so lush and green. On Saturday, we braved the weather and went to Robert Treman state park which contains one of the many spectacular gorges and attendant waterfalls that dot the Ithaca area. These were formed during the most recent Ice Ages by the glaciers that created the Finger Lakes (which is the region of central New York—globally called Upstate New York by the city folk down south in NYC—where Ithaca is located).
The falls there is Lucifer and is really impressive, especially as one walks down the slate rock staircase that follows the flow of the water. We couldn’t that day as storms of the winter had destroyed part of the trail. The photos are taken from atop the side of the gorge.
Jeff’s commencement was at 9:15 am on Sunday at the football field. The temperature at that time was a toasty 45 degrees and spitting rain. We had known it was likely to be cold so we all coats. Pam and I had played golf the Thursday before in Austin when it was 95 degrees and 44% relative humidity. It was quite a difference—hats, coats, gloves, rain gear and all were needed.
We all had a great time, even if we didn’t get home until 1:00 am on Monday morning.