It is of my sister and her then boyfriend. They came from Virgina to see me graduate.
The following Sunday (after the graduation) we got up pretty early and walked back to Fordham’s campus. I wanted to take a few pictures and see the campus after all the festivities. I am glad I did. I ran into a few professors getting last minuet work done and got to see the clean up crew cleaning up around the campus. I remember going to the library and seeing the shoot filled with returned books. There were so many books, some were on the ground.
I remember Toyra and Carl being great company. My four years at Fordham, I always walked around campus singing gospel songs. This last Sunday, I wasn’t the only one praising God. Carl and Toyra joined me in harmony in every song. (We sang so much, a lady who was jogging, stopped to tell us “that’s my church for today!” and kept running). I remember the feeling of joy and tranquility at that particular moment. The campus was so quite and still. Even though I was still pondering on Bloomberg’s speech from the day before (he spoke at the graduation) and was anxious about getting a job, it was an exultant moment for me.
Little did I know that next year, Toyra and Carl were going to be married.