I’m kind of curious, Cue, as to whether you recognize the validity of that division of the student body at the U of C of your day - as between the “die-hards” and the “not-signed-on”? It certainly existed in my day, and it seemed to me to be the single factor that most determined one’s quality of life and happiness. Even in my day, however, some of the die-hards would hold up Reed and St. John’s as the true mecca. Most of us saw Chicago even then as having put water in that purist wine. And even then there were those who wanted to say that because Chicago was not Reed, it had no distinct character at all. Using a certain type of perfection as a stick with which to beat the good is an old rhetorical ploy. So, come clean, did you camp out overnight in order to get the courses from the profs who were dearest to your heart?