I lived through this, people:
"The lesson was powerful: I could either continue inhaling commencement speeches like Pirate’s Booty or stop pretending that I was young and idealistic, and that I still had a chance to leave a lasting mark on the world."
A humorous commencement speech for the “Class of Some Time Ago”: http://nyr.kr/1l7EQf3
“Never forget, Class of Pre-Napster, you have commenced. While time is not on our side, some of us have money and power. So do the things that make new graduates jealous: see the non-hostel side of Europe, adorn your walls with lavish custom frames and, last, don’t hire any graduates. That way, they’ll begin to understand that failure isn’t something you embrace; failure sucker punches you like a playground bully. Failure parties in your storage unit, burning money.”
Photograph by Eric Feferberg/AFP/Getty.
"When you watch your kids begin to grow up, you cannot help but feel your impermanence more acutely; you cannot help but see how you are one link in a very long chain of parents and children, and that the best thing you have ever done and ever will do is to extend that chain, to be a part of some- thing greater than yourself. That’s really what it means to be a father—to be continually reminded that you are taking part in something much larger than your own terrifyingly short life."
From Anthony Doerr’s essay “Nine Times (Among Countless Others) I’ve Thought About the People Who Came Before Us in My Brief Career as a Father” from our Spring 2009 issue
Happy Father’s Day!