01-03-2014, 04:38 PM
I already posted elsewhere on the board about 1.5 hours ago. I'm Stanford AB/BS class of '85, lived in Serra House (Stern Hall) first two years: very bad draw
Roble year three: good draw
Off-campus years four and five
I attended grad school at UCLA where I met the woman who would become (and still is) my spouse.
I became a first-time dad at the age of 43 and shortly thereafter a co-worker started calling me Papa John (my first name really is John).
After 15 years in Los Angeles, I live and work in the Santa Barbara area. I still refer to myself as "a refugee from LA."
One other thing: although my wife went to UCLA, her entire family consists of Cal alums (grandfather, uncle, brother) or big-time fans. And they've infected my son.
Roble year three: good draw
Off-campus years four and five
I attended grad school at UCLA where I met the woman who would become (and still is) my spouse.
I became a first-time dad at the age of 43 and shortly thereafter a co-worker started calling me Papa John (my first name really is John).
After 15 years in Los Angeles, I live and work in the Santa Barbara area. I still refer to myself as "a refugee from LA."
One other thing: although my wife went to UCLA, her entire family consists of Cal alums (grandfather, uncle, brother) or big-time fans. And they've infected my son.
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)