I've got a friend who started college in 2000, same as me...we even roomed together in 2003. I graduated in 2004. By the time he graduated, the incoming freshman were born the year he started, and I could not be more proud of him.

We have a home movie of my sister's first birthday 36 years ago where she reached for the flame and then started crying hysterically. The family is divided on whether she is crying because she touched it or because of all the yelling for her to not touch it.