His Big Fat Northeastern Commencement

This jock-turned-communicator-turned-campus-minister, who is a close relative and who was homeschooled from K-12, graduated from York College yesterday. Six years of classes (almost every course under the sun except for engineering and feminist studies); five varsity sports (basketball, track, soccer, volleyball, and cross-country); four different colleges; three silly mascots; two years off to work (a Chili's, a furniture warehouse, basketball camps); and a partridge in a pear tree (volunteer gig at a children's pediatric center).

Bachelor of Arts in Public Relations, if anyone is in need of a winsome young mouthpiece with some interesting life experiences.

Way to go, Junior! Beautiful cake, Whitney!

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