Dec. 12 marked eight years since I graduated from college, but it feels longer than that.
I’m reminded of my graduation from CSC every year thanks to Facebook memories, otherwise, to be honest, this day may have just passed by.
Not that I don’t treasure it, but at this time of year, we’re busy, and there’s more important things to focus on than what happened on Dec. 12, 2014.
I digress. Since it’s been eight years since I left CSC, you know what that means—yep, eight years that Clay County has had to put up with me. Some people more than others.
This past year, to officially mark my eighth year, felt like it was the busiest of them all.
Three 150th sections and larger-than-usual celebrations scattered in between our usual town celebrations; baseball games; the occasional meeting; and other here-and-there events left little room for much else this summer, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way.