This spring, I had the honor of attending my granddaughter Lauren's graduation ceremony at UNT, where she received her bachelor's degree in rehabilitation studies -- 66 years after I received my bachelor's in physical education from what was then North Texas State College. The campus has really grown, but the visit brought my own college days to mind.
If you told me in fall 2011 what would happen in the next four and a half years, I would have laughed, or cried, or both. I would have explained why you couldn't possibly be right. I would have told you it was my turn to have an easy life.