College Admission Fraud: Weirdness Department

The recent flapdoodle has reminded me of a very strange incident my freshman year. That was a while ago, okay? They had us show up a few days before the start of classes for orientation -- you know, which way is south, don ' t climb the water tower (which we wouldn ' t have thought of doing if they hadn ' t told us not to), meet with your advisor, have the athletic department determine if you were worthy of their interest, all that sort of thing.They also tried to engineer ways of getting acquainted with your fellow students. One of these was folk dancing, which definitely did not interest me but for lack of anything better to do I stopped by to watch. It was in the field house, so I was leaning against the rail gawking at the bizarre spectacle of preppies from New Jersey learning how to do-si-do. The guy standing next to me was wearing sandles, cut off shorts and a tie-died t-shirt but he didn ' t have the long hair that normally would have gone with it in those days. I tried talking with him. He was quite aloof, didn ' t seem interested in striking up an acquaintance. He looked a bit older than a freshman so I asked him about that. He said he ' d been in the army but he didn ' t want to talk about it. That was understandable, the Vietnam war was going on.Anyway our paths didn ' t really cross after that, but people told me about this guy in their classes who seemed to have taken the course before. He went on about the pre-Raphaelites in the first class of a Victorian litera...
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