Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Degree in Hand


My son, Arian, officially finished his graduate studies at Oxford yesterday morning,
when he turned in his very last paper.

The ceremony took place three weeks ago, although papers didn't have to be completed til this Monday.
The keynote address at his graduation was given by none other than his beloved cousin Kenny.


Twelve years ago, Kenny also completed an MBA at Oxford. 

 Since then, he's become a father of five and a successful entrepreneur.  

More than that, he's simply a really nice chap . . . ever so likable.

Hats off to Jill, his wife, who has support Arian 200% during this round of academics.

Oxford's Executive MBA students have been lodged at "The Randolf".

Arian brought his son to spend an evening with him at the during his last official week there.


Little Kenneth LOVED IT!

Let me just say, it's not your average college dormitory. 

Well, Oxford hasn't been an average education and Arian has truly benefited from his his experience there. 
Looks like his family is going to be staying on the other side of the pond.

Now he has switched hats and he's doing a job as the "Business Development Officer"
for a company which brokerages patented technologies to corporations on the London stock exchange. 
If you don't quite get that, you're not alone!

My daughter Leah recently returned from visiting Arian and Jill.

Her Oxfordshire experience is posted HERE.

5 comments:

Jill Lewis said...

What a fun post! Thank you for your support and encouragement. By the way, Kenneth just looked at your post and said, "Mom, can you make me a breakfast just like that one? If not, can we all go to the Randolph Hotel this morning?"

Rachel said...

I can see that it isn't the typical college dorm! There's a thing in the back called an iron! Haven't seen one of those in years!!! :D

Dana Rusche said...

Wow, what an amazing life they are living. Thanks for sharing.

Dana Rusche said...

Wow, what an amazing life they are living. Thanks for sharing.

K said...

Wow!! I sit down. I'm remembering a much younger A. In that student gov sweater that looked oh-so-proper and classic. I suppose Oxford and a clipped accent were inevitable?

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