I don't think I hurt you.
First I’d like you to stand up, and wave and cheeryour supportive family and friends!
I’m sure you can find them out there.
Show your love!
It is a great honor for me to be here today.
Now wait a second.
I know: that’s such a cliche.
You’re thinking: every graduation speaker says that — It’s a great honor.
But, in my case, it really is so deeply true--being here is more special and more personal for methan most of you know.
I’d like to tell you why.
A long time ago, in the cold September of 1962,
there was a Steven’s co-op at this very university.
That co-op had a kitchen with a ceiling that had been cleaned by student volunteers probablyevery decade or so.
Picture a college girl named Gloria, climbing up high on a ladder, struggling to clean that filthyceiling.
Standing on the floor, a young boarder named Carl was admiring the view.
And that’s how they met.
They were my parents,
so I suppose you could say I’m a direct result of that kitchen chemistry experiment, right hereat Michigan.
My Mom is here with us today,
and we should probably go find the spot ,
and put plaque up on the ceiling that says:"Thanks Mom and Dad!"