On Fitting In. On Graduating. On Succeeding. On Wives
I Freshman year I inhabited a dormitory filled with graduate students largely in scientific and technical fields. In the first semester I became famous there by helping some of them pass their French reading examinations, and translating some letters from the Niels Bohr archive for another. In the second semester I tackled the first part … More On Fitting In. On Graduating. On Succeeding. On Wives