After one of the most horrendously terrible travel experiences of my life, I am home at last. I am also exhausted, so I will have to save the horror story for tomorrow. I just wanted to say - and this will make much more sense for the PHC students - I talked to Dr. Mitchell at the big reception on the last day of the ISI conference! Imagine the coolness - spending a week hob-nobbing with the intelligentsia, and then meeting one of your own very favorite professors during the summertime! He was standing rather meekly off to the side discoursing with a Dr. Bobb from Hillsdale.

Actually, it felt rather funny. Other people's professors can skedaddle around the country as they please, but one's own sort of belong at one's college. Permanent fixtures in a way, like the flagpole in the center of the grassy circle. Once displaced, they become somehow smaller. More human. But still brilliant. I found out that Julia Austin, the lady in charge of the undergrad program, had asked Dr. Mitchell to give us a lecture, but he had opted instead to attend classes himself at the faculty conference. !!! I wish he had given us a lecture. I would have been so proud of him!  ¶ 7:58 PM