I’m Loving It. A Mini-Memoir

In the fall of 1965, I was stationed aboard USS Georgetown which was berthed in the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard (VA). Soon to be out of the Navy, I had decided I would attend college. I had never been to a college campus. I knew nothing about the whole experience. As far as I knew, I was the first in my family to graduate from high school.
I signed up to take the SAT test at Old Dominion College in Norfolk. I must have taken a taxi, but I arrived on campus, took the exam, and Lo and behold, I was accepted at the only college where I had applied, Southern Connecticut State College, in New Haven. On the date of my interview, I took a train from Providence to New Haven. Then I walked the 3.3 miles to the campus. Successful, I joined the crowd of incoming freshmen. It was an eventful four years which included marriage, anti-war rallies, and falling in love with learning.
Forward to June 13, 1970. Graduation Day. I had earned a BS in Political Science, a discipline I had not even heard of prior to attending college. I was to go on to earn three more degrees.
Fifty years. Hard to believe. There has been no 50th reunion, due to COVID 19. That’s OK. I’ll live.
When I crossed the stage that June day, I passed Dr. John Iatrides, my Political Science mentor. He looked at me and said, “I hope you don’t think this is beneath you.” I looked back and said, “Are you kidding me? I’m loving it.”