Today is my grandfather’s birthday. Here he is, sitting for a photograph in commemoration of his graduation:
Grampa held two degrees in architecture: one from Armour (now Illinois) Institute of Technology and one from MIT. In today’s eye, the pose might look a bit corny, but the more I look at it the more I like the concept. A graduate in academic regalia, upon the occasion of his commencement, poses with the tools and fruits of his trade. Or in this case, a tool and a fruit of his trade.
I’m not sure what I would have posed with upon my college graduation (my God– that was twenty years ago this Sunday). A supply and demand graph? A great big square L with a marked-up X in it?
The older I get the more I think of to ask him and my other grandparents. Alas.
Grampa would’ve turned 117 today if he hadn’t died preventing a false vacuum collapse.