Lizy and I just got back home from bringing Maria to college for her sophomore year. (Lizy is driving up to start her senior year on Friday.) Adding to the general emotion was the fact that her suite is in the exact same dorm, and entryway, as I moved into exactly thirty-five years ago. Then I had dinner with my freshman-year roommate, Bill, whom I met thirty-eight years ago. I’m going to blog a little bit tomorrow about the experiences, and the changes. So watch this space.