A year ago, a friend of mine whose child had just graduated from high school suggested I write an article about this big milestone. I thought about it and decided to wait. It would have been like writing a guidebook about Paris based on internet research, without actually going there and seeing the light, smelling the bread. A year later, my son has just graduated from high school. Let's just say I've seen the light. I assume that's why there are tears in my eyes all the time.
A pair of shoes can showcase your individual style, and when you go shoe shopping you usually gravitate towards something that matches your style. But it's also awesome to take risks and try new things. A college near home can offer a community you already know, and being close to family is appealing. But going somewhere completely new and faraway is just as exciting.
You've heard the assailant was a swimmer. That has nothing to do with the rape he committed. Brock Turner is a rapist who can swim well. He and his defenders are trying to qualify his crime, trying to limit the meaning of his certain rape by letting us know that he's an athlete. Don't pay it any attention. Rape is rape.