Dear Class of 2020, I see you. I know your graduation gowns are hanging in a closet, awaiting an anticipated moment that will no longer arrive in conventional form.
I know you received acceptance letters, internships and job offers from the confines of your home, unable to celebrate in person with the people who helped you reach these pivotal moments.
I know you are living in deep grief from the losses inflicted by the pandemic sweeping our nation, during a senior year that would’ve traditionally concluded in collective celebrations.
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