Friday, June 18, 2010
In 1995 I applied for graduate school. I had worked in the Department of Pathology at the University of Cincinnati College of Medicine doing a paid internship the summer before my senior year of college. I had been invited to meet with the Head of the Graduate Program, who handed me an application and strongly encouraged me to apply. Even so, driving to Cincinnati for the interview was the most nerve-wracking trip of my life.
In 2001 I defended my Ph.D. dissertation. I figured I was done with my education.
I have been a faculty member in a State institution for a number of years. One "perk" is that I can take classes from any state institution for free - I get 6 credit hours of tuition remission per semester. At my previous institution, noone seemed to take advantage of the opportunity, so I never thought much about it. Then I moved to a new college, where folks take great advantage.
There are classes I am interested in taking at the local University. To take them, you need to apply to the graduate program. I didn't think much of it, until ....