When I got to Wellesley, I was very nervous about being there. I thought everyone there was a lot smarter,
a lot more ready to be at a really hard college.
And about two weeks in, I called home. In those days, we did something called Call Collect.
I said, ‘you know, I just can’t make it here. It’s just too hard. Everybody is so much smarter than I am.’
And so my father who never wanted me to go
that far away anyway, he said, ‘Well come
home and you can, you know, work and then
you can go to college nearby.’
And my mother, who never got to go to college,
she said, ‘don’t you dare! I don’t like
hearing this, that you would walk away from
something because you’re not as ready as
you think you should be. Get ready! You stay
there and do your best!’
At the time, it was mortifying. But in retrospect,
best advice I could’ve gotten.
