An unlikely exemplar for a commencement address
By Kyle Garza
[Editor’s Note: Kyle is a past columnist here, and we are grateful that he has shared this witty, serious piece of writing with us. It is the text of a speech he delivered last June at the commencement of the graduating class of Calvary Christian School, Oxnard, California.]
Thank you kindly, Dan, for those words that I may or may not have written myself. I can proudly attest to the truth of one of those points: today actually does mark the 1,095th day, or 3-year-anniversary, of my marriage to McKenzie, which means we’ve outlasted the average Hollywood marriage span by about three years now.
By Kyle Garza
[Editor’s Note: Kyle is a past columnist here, and we are grateful that he has shared this witty, serious piece of writing with us. It is the text of a speech he delivered last June at the commencement of the graduating class of Calvary Christian School, Oxnard, California.]
Thank you kindly, Dan, for those words that I may or may not have written myself. I can proudly attest to the truth of one of those points: today actually does mark the 1,095th day, or 3-year-anniversary, of my marriage to McKenzie, which means we’ve outlasted the average Hollywood marriage span by about three years now.



