In the Fall of my senior high school year, my dad mentioned a new UC Campus, small classes, innovative, in Santa Cruz. It sounded interesting as it was smaller than my high school. I applied. My high school counselor said, “Oh, that is very difficult to get into, apply to back-ups.” I did. I got into all. Off I went to UCSC, entering as a freshman in Crown College’s founding class in the Fall of 1967. I had wanted Cowell, as did a lot of folks. I wasn’t too happy about being put into a science college. However, it proved a good experience. I made life long friendships. Small classes and direct contact with professors was a real plus.
College nights were a very enriching experience. We had speakers from all areas of life. There were actors, artists, politicians — Consulate member from Sierra Leone, musicians — Tom Lehrer, people with whom one would otherwise not come in contact.
It was a very special time and place and a privilege to be a part of it.