<p>Strange as it may sound, S1 checked to see if the letters he received form colleges were hand-signed. It made a difference to him. Bonus points for personal comments.</p>
<p>Four years ago this fall (was it really that long ago?), I sat next to Ted’s wife (purely by accident) in Rockefeller Chapel during the opening ceremony. It was interesting hearing her comments about it all. </p>
<p>Speaking of Ted’s wife…S went for a “safety” interview at Bard College, and was interviewed by Ted’s wife (not a regular occurrence; I think she was helping out, and there are many Bard/Chicago connections). </p>
<p>After interviewing him, she told him that he belonged at Chicago, not Bard, which S already knew. S applied EA, was accepted and applied nowhere else, and is now eagerly awaiting the start of his 2nd year in September.</p>
<p>I was playing center field in the UChicago summer softball league when Ted came up to bat. I laughed out loud at my chance to school him on the finer points of the game when “whack”, he slams this line drive right to me. I put my hands up to do my smooth, in-one-motion flyball snag when the friggin’ ball zooms past and smacks me full on the face. I hit the grass like a sack of gravel and after rolling around in pain for a while, look up to see Ted’s concerned face peering down at me, full of apologetic worry.</p>