I just left my college reunion weekend. I’m not really a reunion person, but family lives nearby, and I like to see them in the flesh once a year at least.

I skipped most of the socialization except a few meals with former professors. But now I find myself reflecting on my college experience, a little melancholically: first year I loved it, second year I hated it, third and fourth were spent compromising. I got a good education there,, but I was never one of the group.