At the end of a sticky day in June the excitement will bubble over and fill the halls of Expo Elementary. It’s the last day of school and the kids are ready to burst through the concrete walls and into the summer. But first, there is a great ritual that has to take place – all the sixth graders line up and march in one long parade through the school, high-fiving and smiling through the shouts of those who will be back.
My son George, my youngest, is in that parade today. After 11 years of greeting my kids at the end of every day as I came to pick them up, my time as an Expo parent is coming to an end. I will miss the place because it taught me a lot, too.