Not freshmen, as one of my students puts it.
I went to two welcome functions for the class of 2017. The first was convocation, in the Bryce Jordan Center. I was straight off a plane from Scotland to Newark, and exhausted. But it was so energizing to see 9,000 young people raring to go.
The class of 2017 includes my oldest son. All power to him and his classmates. I increasingly feel like it’ll all be ok if the world is in the hands of his generation.