For about half a second I actually worried about what to wear. If I'd be the only one taking notes on paper. What I'd say if I got called on. After parking, I wondered how I ended up walking down The Row, the same chilling fraternity/sorority tableau it was way back when. I would like to say that 28 semesters' absence makes everything different at college, but the changes are minor: there's a 2-story white colonial in the front yard of my freshman dorm and Sorority Rush is now called Panhellenic Recruitment. Otherwise things are the same — the bookstore doesn't have the required reading, a class with a promising syllabus is disappointing, a part-time lecturer falls short, freshmen cause massive hallway traffic jams without realizing there are back stairs. I'm hoping day two will have some surprises — like maybe the freshmen will begin to learn how to get around.