I remember the first day you started at St. Francis. You called me on the phone from downtown, frantic, as you had just gotten off the train and you couldn't find the college. It turned out you were right around the corner. Eventually, you found your way. Since then, Dad and I have watched you challenge yourself in demanding classes like cognitive neuroscience, take on internships at the Brooklyn Autism Center, RTP, and Women's Initiative, be inducted into Psi Chi, give countless presentations, put in hundreds of hours of studying (and as Katie would say "thesising" day and night), and hold down a job in the admissions office for the past four years. You also served as president the photography club and had a photo exhibit at the college and then took a marine biology course in the Virgin Islands, complete with jumping from a boat into the sea to snorkel...at night.... in the dark!
Not only did you set out to get a Bachelor's degree, but you also decided to pursue a Master's degree at the same time. We have never seen anyone put in as much blood, sweat and tears (literally) into a project and we were not at all surprised when you found out a few days ago that you got an A on your thesis. And all the while you have been a wonderful daughter, a caring sister and friend, and a sweet granddaughter and niece.
22 years ago, when we had you, we worried if we would do all the right things to give you the best life and you have exceeded our expectations beyond. You are the first person in our immediate family to obtain a Master's degree and this is just the beginning.