Commencement season 2001 ran from mid-May through early June. The dot-com bubble had burst the previous year, wiping out trillions in paper wealth and cooling the euphoric optimism that had defined the late 1990s. Graduates entering the workforce faced a suddenly uncertain job market, particularly those with tech ambitions. The mood at podiums across the country reflected this: less triumphalism, more sobriety. Speakers returned to older themes of service, character, and resilience, as if sensing that the easy decades were over.
They were more right than they knew. On September 11, 2001, three and a half months after the last diplomas were handed out, the world the Class of 2001 had graduated into ceased to exist. Reading their commencement speeches now is a quietly disorienting experience: so much confidence, so much advice, delivered to a future that never arrived.
