The autumn of my 37th year

In August I began my 37th fall semester working in higher education. Every year a new batch of freshman come to college; and where I now work, a new batch of adult students either come to college for the first time or more likely come back to college after having stopped out some time ago. The average age of our students is well over 20. I can’t … Continue reading The autumn of my 37th year

An interview with myself: each one teach one

I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win ’cause you’ll play against you.” ― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You’ll Go! Me:  So, Dawn, I appreciate your letting me interview you.  As you know, I was a journalism major in undergrad so it’s always fun for me to go back to my roots and conduct interviews and write up human … Continue reading An interview with myself: each one teach one

Much ado about Major

Last week I read a blog post by Rookie Notes giving tips for choosing a college major.   She did a great job. She’s 23 years old. I’ve worked in higher education for 35-years and have counseled countless students about their majors. I was really impressed with her insights. She inspired me to tell my major selection story. I stayed home for my freshman and sophomore … Continue reading Much ado about Major

Another Graduation

Tonight I’m going to yet another college graduation.  I figured up that I’ve been to approximately 70 commencement ceremonies during my career thus far.  It’s become soooooo routine. Gather up regalia from office.  Drive. Meet at church approximately one hour prior to the service.  Eat some food that someone put out.  Chat a bit. Find my reading glasses.  Sneak out to stage to put them on … Continue reading Another Graduation

Blue Ring

When I was ten my father graduated with a bachelor’s degree in accounting.  We all went to the civic center for his commencement ceremony.  His parents, my grandparents, were there too.  They bought him a class ring with a beautiful blue stone representing his December birthday.  That day changed our lives. Soon after we moved into a “new” home and my father began to remodel the 1926 house located in a more middle class … Continue reading Blue Ring