This s my project for my final in Marketing the Arts class.  Hope you enjoy it.

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   Well, my eldest son has finally graduated, Magna Cum Laude none the less.  He was always smart but this time he has outdone himself.  He is going on to graduate school, but instead of going from his Bachelor's to his Masters, he will be skipping his Masters and going onto his Phd.  Apparently it's a lot .cheaper to do it that way.  So I  am so proud of his accomplishment, he pretty well did this on his own.  With the help of his former girlfriend of course.  She egged him on when he would say that he can't do it.  I think he did as well as we could expect, excellently!!He graduated from Hunter College on May 27th and the speaker was Wynton Marsalis.  A very warm and personal speech, and they announced stories of their top ranking students as they spoke their names.  I thought it was an interesting way to do graduation.  It was very different, and the lines of students filing through the aisles of Radio City Music Hall was an ongoing surge of humanity.  I thought it would never end.  So many people looking proud on such a day and with older students graduating as well.  It was a very heartwarming ceremony and I'm glad to see my son beaming himself.  We went out to a really nice vegan restaurant afterward and everyone left full to the brim.  So it was a pleasant afternoon/evening with my family.

   Things are hard today, since my son came back to the East Coast to visit for ten days, he has gone back to the streets of Portland.  There are always barriers to climb and to overcome.  He has difficulty acclimating himself back into the routine of the street life once again.  Now he has pitched his new tent in a new spot, since his area was inundated with those who wanted to damage to his possessions.  We are never free.  I continue to hope that this next year will work it's way through since he still has another year on parole.  It's so hard to watch him go through this and yet I can't do the things I'd really like to do to help him because of a lack of money.  I tried to put up a gofundme, but it is not working just as the last one I made didn't do a thing.  I find it difficult to navigate the new systems that are in place all around us.  Sometimes I feel like all I'm talking to is a brick wall.  It's so frustrating when you are faced with such emergencies and which are then met with such apathy.  It's a scary world out there today, to anyone trying to make a dent in the madness.
    When will we be able to get out lives back?!! I wonder where things will wind up.  No, nothing is working right. When they cloud everything over and pretend it is, that doesn't make it any better.  I have been faced with such horrendous difficulties, I wonder when I will be able to move on with my life.  I feel that it is so easy to stagnate in a world that is full of questions, yet no answers.  The impoverishment goes on. Why am I always facing desperate predicaments?!! Some people know how to rake it all in, I always get taken out.