School is out. "No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks..." Somewhere I read of the last day of classes being marked by yelling and cheering, bells, whistles, cartwheels in the halls...and that was the TEACHERS!

Of course, this is the time for Baccalaureate services and Commencement exercises. It was a delight to watch my own son march with his high school graduating class on Friday night. Just as every other proud pappa, with a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat, I was snapping pictures at the moment he received his diploma. Peter Gomes, the chaplain at Harvard, in a commencement speech at Stanford said, "I remember when I got my diploma several years ago--it was an exciting day, with all the processionals, the ceremony, the talks by the speakers who told us abo…