libations

As the Class of 2010 barreled into Poe Field to conclude today’s epic P-rade, I noticed that few graduating seniors were running empty-handed. Here are some of the things they carried:

• beer.
• one another.
• beer.
• a dog, hoisted overhead.
• a baby, similarly held.

I was genuinely concerned about the last two. (They were moving really, really fast.) O, Princeton Reunions: where smart people get to make questionable decisions three days a year.

P-Rade aftermath