Some general updates…
S went through housing selection and was able to secure his first choice room (a single) in his first choice dorm. He’s on the third floor, so he has a chance at a nice view of either the mountains or the city depending on which way he faces.
Albuquerque was great - again. S had a good time at orientation, made several friends including one of the sort where you exchange phone numbers. He got all of his classes, though one of the labs is at a less than optimal time. He’s #1 on the wait list for a better time slot, so that will probably resolve itself over the summer.
We did a Memorial Day campout before his orientation, and we spent two nights at the Grand Canyon afterward.
S graduated on Wednesday. His position in the procession meant he showed up in lots of local news footage, so that was fun. 
He starts his EMT-B classes tomorrow morning, and he’s looking forward to that. He’d been very proactive and responsible about getting his taskbook done, except for one thing. The taskbook is this 15 page booklet that lists everything he needs to finish and bring documentation thereof to the first day of class - a background check, malpractice insurance, a 4-page medical physical, two TB tests spaced a certain way, lots of immunizations, three or four online FEMA classes and probably more that I’m forgetting. Student were warned that anyone with an incomplete taskbook would be dropped immediately on day one.
The malpractice insurance was supposed to be simple. Fill out a 1-page online form, pay $20, done. Then we learned that the debit / credit card used for payment has to match the name of the applicant, which meant we couldn’t use one of our cards to pay for him. Uh oh! The taskbook never mentioned that S had to have his own bank account. Worse, we discovered this on a Saturday night.
After a false start with a campus card connected to the CC where he’ll be taking the class, we realized that the only solution would be a bank branch that was A) open on Sunday, and B) prints debit cards on-site, without having to wait a week for the card to arrive in the mail.
So 10 am this morning found us standing on the front steps of the only such institution in a 50 mile radius (US Bank, btw). Fortunately, it was only a few miles from our house. Took about 45 minutes, but S now has a bank account in his own name, a debit card and malpractice insurance. Phew!
I suppose it’s unusual for an 18 year old not to have a bank acct. but he’s never needed one before, and we’d been thinking we’d have him wait and open one in New Mexico to help with transferring his residency down the road.
Anyhow, crisis averted.