How the Liberal Arts Relate to Us

When my little brother, a senior in high school, asked what he ought to expect from his first week on a college campus, I told him to get ready to answer the same questions over and over again: “What’s your name?” “Where are you from?” “How did you end up here?”

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My Alma Mater

My mother used to spend hours in the afternoon reading aloud to my siblings and me. With her feet propped up on a tower of story books that she had plundered from the local library, she would gather all six of us around her lap to see the pictures as she read story after story until one or all of us fell asleep.

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