This past weekend I took my daughter Jane, a high school junior, on the first of what will surely be many campus tours. She is my fifth and last child to go to college, if you include the ex-stepkids, and I realized early Saturday morning that I know something about this process that I didn’t the first several times through. Read More →
I heard over the holidays that my college advisor, a Russian History professor named Abbott Gleason, known as Tom, died on Christmas Day after a long struggle with Parkinson’s disease. The fact that I took even a single history course in college, much less ended up a history major, was completely this man’s doing. Read More →
True to the right of passage, we will spend the 10 days of John’s junior year spring break touring college campuses. We have a list blending the suggestions of our private counselors, and a few that we have added. Yesterday, we toured the first university on the itinerary. Read More →
In support of Baltimore City Public Schools and College Awareness Month in November, CollegeBound has launched a new series of online videos featuring prominent Baltimoreans talking about “what college means to me.” Through the end of the year, they’ll release weekly videos promoting college awareness among Baltimore City students. Guests include Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake, City Schools CEO Dr. Gregory Thornton, Enoch Pratt CEO Dr. Carla Hayden, MECU CFO Adrian Johnson, and many more. So stay tuned, and please share (especially with any K-12 students!). See previous videos in the series here.
My 1979 Halloween was one strange trip. It was my sophomore year of college, already full of freedom and weirdness. That year, every day felt like Halloween as the country was swept up in the mania of The Rocky Horror Picture Show’s twice-weekly screenings at over 230 theaters. And punk rock ruled. It was the heyday of bands like the Ramones, the Cramps and Richard Hell and the Voidoids. I knew lots of people who sported mohawks, wore dog collars routinely and pushed giant safety pins through their lips. But this was Halloween, the freakiest night of the year, and I was eager to blend into the mayhem myself. But I had one mundane chore to finish first. Read More →
My wife and I are having a problem deciding what to do about our daughter Kathryn’s college decision.
On the one hand, we and Kathryn are thrilled that she was accepted to an Ivy League school, but on the other hand, she could also go to the state university which has an excellent honors program. The difference is that we would have to pay over twice as much for the Ivy, the one that Kathryn wants to go to. Read More →
Inequality is on the rise in the United States, as you might have heard; CEOs now make 354 times (!) as much as the average worker in the U.S.. At some companies the ratio is much worse — at JC Penny, the former CEO made 1,795 (!!!) times as much as his department store workers. It hasn’t always been this way; in 1950, CEOs made only 20 times as much as their workers.
When faced with numbers like that, it’s easy to just throw up your hands and assume rampant inequality must be inevitable. But that’s why this new proposal by students and faculty at St. Mary’s College is so inspiring: They want to cap the salary of the school’s highest-paid employee to ten times that of its lowest-paid employee.
In recent years, Baltimore has bet on the “meds and eds” mode of urban planning — that is, investing in schools and hospitals to replace the city’s floundering manufacturing industry. In many ways, that gamble has paid off so far. People like our hospitals, and students want to go to school here — so much so, in fact, that Baltimore is the eighth-most attractive destination for students heading off to college.
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Parents’ Weekend. A trip to the grocery store for healthy snacks to keep in the dorm room. A trip to the local Mall for new fall clothes. Nice meals out with roommates and new friends. A pitch from the university to join the “Parents’ Committee” or “Parents’ Club” or whatever your child’s school calls its volunteer fundraisers (which they charge you to join). We’ve just finished two parents’ weekends, back to back, and we’re broke!
I mean, it was so great to see the girls. Emily is making the transition to her “new” school as a sophomore transfer, and Grace has hit the ground running, facing all the freshman thrills. Seeing them doing well, growing where they are planted — that part is priceless. But the rest of it has a slightly insidious feel, like we are not even conscious of the up-sell. Their friends all seem more sophisticated, and better dressed, with better hair care products. It’s so tempting to change to make new friends. Alas, it never worked for me, and my guess is, wouldn’t work for them, either. Read More →
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