I found my graduation cap the other day but I have no idea where my diploma is. I can’t remember the last time I saw it either, although I do have some vague recollection that it is in one of the boxes in the basement. No idea wich one though. If a gun were to my head I’d be dead.
How 'bout you?
BTW, I graduated in '87.
(I’m from and living in Spain)
I don’t have one. Didn’t even bother get my Bachillerato diploma, since anyway I was going to college. Bachillerato would have been 11th grade, but we had to take “College Orientation” (12th grade) before actually finishing high school.
My ChemE diploma is a DIN A-2. That school regards this as anticopy measures, being too big to photocopy. It’s in my closet, rolled up in one of those blueprint tubes. The last time I actually saw it was two years ago, when I had to make a notarized copy of it for a potential employer.
My MS’s diploma came in a cardboard envelope. I keep it there, along with other diplomas and with non-notarized copies of everything. The last time I opened this envelope was 14 months ago; my current employer didn’t ask to see anything. The MS diploma also came with a credit-card-size plastified copy to carry in your wallet, which I do. I see it every time I take out my National ID.
I finished high school in 1962, getting the New South Wales Leaving Certificate (a diploma which has long been replaced with other qualifications, as they changed the period in high school from 5 to 6 years). I don’t think I’ve seen it since the 1960s.
No idea where it is (probably at my parent’s?) and I can’t even remember when I saw it last. It may be I haven’t looked at it since I picked it up in 1978.
I just ran across it the other day when I was cleaning out a filing cabinet. I graduated in '00.
Class of 1990. I have not got a clue where it is. I don’t even remember what it looks like.
I think it is in a box in the basement labeled “Dinsdale’s stuff.” The contents of that box are pretty much the sum total of my childhood memories and such. Haven’t looked in it in at least a couple of years. Every once in a while I have pulled something out to amuse my kids at how geeky their dad was.
The reason I think I kept my HS diploma is because it was in a nifty folder. I had several other diplomas - college and law school, bar membership, licenses, some instructional certificates and such slipped into a large book. Some sort of atlas I think. One day I got a call from some old lady who said she bought some books at a used book sale, and one had all these certificates in it with my name. Apparently the documents meant so much to my wife and me that we simply donated the book to some organization. I was going to try to hook up with the lady and get them back, but never got around to it. That was many many years ago.
On another occasion right after college I was living in a rather decrepit house. Had much of my college paperwork in a box in the apparently not watertight basement. During one exceptional rainfall the basement flooded, and I no longer had to haul those papers around with me.
No idea, probably disappeared several house moves ago. Nobody ever asks to see them any more, they just assume that I’m telling the truth on my CV about how many exam results I got. My Open Uni degree certificate however is nearer to hand. It’s in a drawer in the hallway, right next to my divorce papers - guess that’s where I keep the really important stuff!
It’s around here somewhere, in a little leather folder. The word ninety is misspelled on it.
It’s in the scrapbook my mom has of my childhood and teen years. I saw it when we packed her stuff when she sold the house. Class of '73, baby!
I think it might be in one of the boxes labeled “Stuff from San Diego” that I got from my dad’s house when he died. That was in 1988 – don’t think I’ve opened the boxes since.
twicks, class of '72.
About a year and a half ago or something like that I had to get all my diplomas and certificates together (along with a pile of other things) and write off for my transcripts as part of the new useless red ta- er, *integration program * associated with getting a green card and take them down to City Hall.
They were then taken to another agency which copied them all and sent them to somebody or other in The Hague who came back with the response that my US law degree would be treated as roughly the equivalent of an MBA with a concentration in International Law.
So hang onto those things if you ever plan to immigrate. Or maybe if you don’t, I didn’t exactly plan this.
class of '84
Mine is on the bookshelf right next to The Selected Stories of Nadine Gordimer.
Class of '74…but I graduated early.
I graduated in 1968. The diploma disappeared somewhere in the next five or six years. They also gave us a handy-dandy wallet-sized laminated copy, which I still have. It’s in a fruit cake tin that has preserved a lot of stuff from decades ago for the fossil record.
It’s on the wall in my den, forming a square with my other diplomas. It looked better that way.
My high school diploma and my Doctorate are both the same size, and both use that German Black Letter -style script that everyone else seems to tyhink hokey. My other two diplomas use different type faces entirely. That Gothic-looking print is as hopelessly cliche as playing [iPomp and Circumstance*, is what they’re saying. Heck, my MIT diploma came folded in half. If that doesn’t show contempt for the practice of adoring sheepskins, I don’t know what does.
…Crap, I knew there was something I forgot to do. I’ve been meaning to pick that up since I graduated June '05.
Maybe I can get my brother to grab it on Friday.
In the cedar chest.
I honestly don’t know. My parents dug it up a few years back when they moved, but I don’t remember whether they gave it to me, kept it, or whether it vanished into the ether.
My college diplomas are all framed up nicely and sitting behind a framed “The Mummy” movie poster in the corner of my bedroom. I have a cubicle, so I don’t really have anywhere to put them.
Oh that is so awesome!
I have no idea where mine is from that year. I know it came in the mail, but I think I opened it, said “yup, that’s my diploma,” and put it away.
Heck, I don’t even know if it’s at my place, my parents’ home, or at my in-laws.
I am not sure where mine is. I think it got lost somewhere. And I only graduated 4 years ago. It came in a leather (fake?) folder, though.