A note about passing the bar

When I told my dad that I had passed, he asked whether I was sure that my name was not on the "Fail" list. My sisters and I are all that we are because our Dad believed in us. Reach for the stars and you can achieve anything is his mantra. Don't let your head get too caught up in the clouds, Dad! (By the way, there is no such thing as awful and humiliating as a Fail list. This is what I resorted to telling my Dad to lay to rest his concerns of a premature sense of relief at passing).