Academy Awards, for seniors. It's a blur: The time that's gone by since the start of the year, since high school began, since he first spoke, since he first revealed to us that numbers would be his second language. It's a blur, through my happy, sentimental tears, for Max, especially, but also for his peers and friends, exceptional teachers, and our community at large. One hesitates to be overly emotional, but the truth is I can barely begin to express how deeply and tenderly my heart is touched. And the honor of being Max's parents? It cannot be measured, and grows, still.