I sat proudly in Camp Randall on Saturday watching my oldest son graduate from UW-Madison. As a two-time graduate of UW, I looked out over the field of new graduates and marveled at what UW has meant to so many people.
I sat proudly in Camp Randall on Saturday watching my oldest son graduate from UW-Madison. As a two-time graduate of UW, I looked out over the field of new graduates and marveled at what UW has meant to so many people.