Well, I finally have some time this Sunday morning, and thought that I should begin catching up on what's been happening to us these past two months. It's amazing how everything can change in such a short time, and, while change is good, I think I'm currently undergoing a serious case of good-friend withdrawal. Danger, DBest, DSpence, and Rorykins: Why couldn't you join the Navy and come to San Diego too!? Who am I supposed to play Call of Duty with now (especially when Modern Warfare 3 comes out on November 8)? Anyway, I digress.
I thought that I would start with the event of events...my graduation! Nine years in the making, surrounded by friends and family, excited beyond description, on June 1, 2011, I walked across the stage at the Lincoln Center in Manhattan and became Dr. Scarborough. If I had to choose one word to describe the experience, that word would be...awesome! Surreal would also be a good choice. Thankfully, Julie snapped more pictures than we can shake a stick at, so we'll remember this moment forever. Enjoy!
Debbie and Wayne flew over from California to watch me graduate (and, I think, to make sure that I was bringing their daughter back to California; four years is a long time to be 3,000 miles away)! Thanks for coming. We loved having you with us!
Mom, Dad, and Phil were also able to make it out for the ceremonies. As you can clearly see, Dad was beside himself with joy! I was very glad they were there; I owe more to these three people than I can ever repay. Thanks!
Andy was there, too. As you will see later, he was pretty convinced that this was his day.
Immediately after walking in. Everyone was standing, clapping, and cheering for us. It made me feel like a celebrity. Feel free to ask for an autograph!
Walking across the stage to get my degree and be hooded. Andy was very excited to be able to come onstage with me. He did great, though, and even thanked the Dean when we shook hands.
After the ceremonies. As you can see, Andy was pretty convinced that the degree was his! From here on out, Andy was in every picture with me.
My amazing Julie. Five years of marriage, all of it spent to get to this point. Neverending love and support. I love you!
The Christie clan. Four years apart, soon to be reunited in California (although San Diego is still a bit of a drive away)!
The Scarborough clan. Dad is finally smiling! Mom is realizing that she promised to drive 2,200 miles with us in a minivan across the country. Too late to back out now, Mom!
My brother, Phil. A lawyer and a doctor. Dude, we rock!
Dr. Sandberg and Dr. Scarborough, the future surgeons. And we thought we didn't have any free time as med students!
The graduating Mormons (we're actually missing David Badger, but he had a dinner reservation to catch)! Although you can't see Andy in this picture, he's right there at my feet.
The graduates and their wives (and Andy). Thanks ladies! We're doctors (and still sane) because of you!
One last picture of Andy. All I can say about him is, "Dude, you rock"!
