I\'ve heard that statement over and over again and thought I\'d never use it myself, yet I find that Carrie and I are quite often shaking our heads at the way the next generation acts/behave\'s, etc.
We had the pleasure of attending our nephew\'s graduation ceremony outside of Milwaukee this weekend and the graduates were having their usual fun. Ya know the usual sort of antics, silly string, beach balls, and blow up dolls flying through the air during the ceremony.
Then there was this one moment in which you could\'ve heard a pin drop. A dedication to the saluditorian of the class who had apparently been killed in a car accident earlier that year. This young lady had apparently wanted to go, or had been to and loved Hawaii. One of the members of the school board read a poem that she had written earlier that year. I\'d like to say that I heard it all without a problem, but I was literally in awe and what the students did next. One by one from the back to the front began adorning themselves with Hawaiian Lei\'s. It was a moment that seemed to last forever. Here\'s this guy reading a poem, and this girls\' classmates were paying her and incredible tribute. It was actually very beautiful and I was getting choked up.
Choked up over a family I didn\'t know, amongst 300 or so graduates I\'d never met. Suddenly hope in the next generation was restored, if not all over, at least for this group of young men and women...\"Kids These Days...\"