Tag: Winterhaven School

Congratulations, Jasper!

Dear Liza,

Cousin Jasper has graduated the eighth grade! I am so proud of him. I am also amazed at how quickly he has gone from quiet, unsure little dude to amazing young-man-to-be.

His promotion ceremony at Winterhaven (called Winterhaven at Historic Brooklyn School) was just right. It was a mix of tradition, like Elgar’s “Pomp and Circumstance”, and quirkiness, in that we all hummed the tune as the graduates entered. Teachers told stories, sang, and passed on words of wisdom.

Finally, it was time to graduate. Each student took their turn to get their certificate, shake the principal’s hand, and announce their name and the high school they would be attending. Most of the students hurried through or mumbled, but Jasper stood tall and practically shouted, “My name is Jasper Louis Proctor and I’m going to Benson Polytechnic High School!” I practically exploded with pride.

After cake and conversation in the main hallway, there were some unexpected shenanigans outside. Seeing some fellow eighth graders climbing the sign, Jasper wanted to, as well.

It was a struggle, but he kept at it and got to the top, and was rightly proud of himself. Kestrel helped, of course.

After all the excitement, we had a blessedly quiet dinner at Kanji down on Division, hugged, and said our goodbyes. I am so happy to be able to be here for all the Grandma bits!

Love,

Grandma Judy

Jigs and Promotions

Dear Liza,

Friday was a very busy day! Cousin Jasper has been promoted out of the fifth grade, which means he is on his way to Middle School next year. He has been accepted into Winterhaven, which is a Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathematics magnet school. This is a perfect fit for him and I’m sure he will do well.

Because of the school district’s COVID restrictions, only his immediate family went to the ceremony, but there was a very informal meet-up at Seawellcrest Park in the evening. Of course, we took cake. It had been raining all day but was dry enough for kids to run around and for us to eat and hug and be silly.

When we had had a visit and Jasper got into a really long line for hot dogs, Grandpa Nelson, Auntie Bridgett and I headed off to our next activity. We drove up to one of our favorite places in town, The Kennedy School. This is one of the McMenamin Brother’s renovated old buildings, created from a public school that was closed in 1975 and is now a delightfully funky hotel, several restaurants and bars, and two concert venues.



We were able to show our vaccination cards, get wristbands, and go around the property unmasked, which was very nice. I have missed seeing people’s faces and smiles, and having unmuffled conversations. We ate dinner in the downstairs Boiler Room. Cheeseburgers, sliders, fries, and cocktails filled us up and gave us energy for our NEXT activity!

Three do’s in one evening! Are we mad? Yes!

We took our cocktails and headed upstairs to the Gym, which has been gently made over for food service at tiny tables and has a small stage at one end. We were there to see Brigid’s Crossing, a trio of Kevin Foley, his wife Jill, and their daughter Kayleigh, who play traditional Irish music. The tables are set well apart for COVID, and the room felt a bit bare. But once the music started and folks began clapping, slapping tables and even singing along to ‘Galway Girl’, ‘No, Nay, Never’ and countless jigs, it was a heart-swellingly full room.

It was our first show in fifteen months, our first time out enjoying what our city has to offer. Our first “I’m back, Portland!” evening. And it was lovely.

When the music was done, we jigged down the hallway and out to the car. Auntie Bridgett drove us through dark streets and we got home, so tired we could barely make it up the stairs, and fell into bed.

Love,

Grandma Judy