<p>Mid to late 70’s - legal age 18 - every dorm had a bar in the basement and took turns hosting “mixers”. Live bands and beers were 4 for a $1. Met my husband at one of those. I had already spent my $1.</p>
<p>I remember beer less than awful fruit punch (like Summer camp “bug juice”) with alcohol added</p>
<p>I got into a goood flagship university and didn’t have a single question about a drop from A to D in Frnech.
I was praised for a 29 on my ACT.
I took two AP classes in high school (and used them to skip classes in college0.
My middle class parents did not take out parent loans to send me to college.
No one in my immediate circle questioned me when I got into U of ND by went to IU instead because of a boyfriend (that I dumoed by October)
That I got into U of Notre Dame and I wasn’t straight A student.</p>
<p>It was easier for me to get into college. I worry about my sophomore son with a 4.0 UW and only 5 APs by time of graduation. OH, yes, I feel old.</p>