Today's the last day of classes. I've been saying goodbye to kids all day, signing yearbooks. The seniors are gone, but they honored me by inviting me to speak at their graduation. Our superintendent came in this morning (his daughter's in my class) and signed my yearbook. Tomorrow is last day for staff: I'll go to our end-of-the-year meeting, finish grading a few "stragglers"' papers, turn in my grades, say some goodbyes to my colleagues, turn in my keys and go home. Changing careers, I turned 40 in teaching school. I've loved almost every minute of my time here--18 years--and in the three schools before that, my first six years. It might not really hit me until September, but I'm retired now. This is going to be great!