Today marks the first time in 20 years that I missed the annual Riverside Run at Riverside School. It is the first of several milestones I will miss now that I am no longer the Principal. I always loved this day, especially when the sun was shining, like last year. The campus was awash in pink as the trees were in bloom. The scene was a sea of red and white, Riverside School colors. And over 600 runners would crowd the start line for the 3 mile route through a neighborhood befitting Normal Rockwell.
Well all things change: I have moved on, no really, and the Rockwell feel has been replaced by mansion creep. As the old guard leaves and takes up residence in a senior facility on the border of Greenwich and Stamford, the wrecking ball follows the moving out truck and demolishes the quaint NE cape for a mini-mansion that tests the property lines and anyone's conception of good taste.
It's 9:50 most if not all of the participants are in and the PA system has been rolled back into the school for another year. I always felt a little let down by the brevity of the event, all the build up, the anticipation, the awards and goodbye. Today, one year later I don't feel any of that. Happy Anniversary, John, now move on.
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