02-09-2018, 10:43 PM
And I skipped 2nd grade, so, like a number of posters on this thread, I entered Stanford as a 17 year-old. At the time, I couldn't wait to leave Manhattan, KS and see California (I had never been west of Kansas before that). I turned 18 during finals week of winter quarter, which was not fun. Looking back, I wish I had another year of maturing before I headed off to get in touch with my inner hippie :P
If there's one thing people have learned in Berkeley, it's that you can't put "Cal football" and "Rose Bowl" in the same sentence. The words just don't fit. You'd be better off linking "covered wagons" with "Mars travel." (Bruce Jenkins, Cal '70, SF Chronicle, Nov. 11, 2017)