No perfect attendance awards, no buttons, no trophies. Unless you’re on Dancing with the Stars, being a grownup can be sorely lacking in public attribution.

One of my favorite times of year is our bocce team awards ceremony. We head to the local pizza parlor, order pitchers of root beer and more pizza than we can eat. At the end of the meal, everyone gets a certificate with their special award on it.

It’s been a rough year for some folks. Why not gather them together and give them an award for being awesome?

Certificates, pins, medals, trophies, all are fair game.
All are welcome.