Coincidental Flashbacks

I always turn first to the obituary pages of the Alumni Newsletter from Carroll College. The latest issue reported that Professor Gordon Folsom (in the middle above shaking hands with me; I don't know who the gentleman on the left is) had recently died. 

By coincidence I was sorting through some old pictures that my mother saved and came across the above. I can't remember what the occasion was as the only contact that I remember is taking one semester of the professor's Shakespeare course in my senior year together with a bunch of English majors. I enjoyed the course very much and I think he liked me too, probably because I never worried what the correct answer to the question was. I always received a special test because he thought, I supposed, that it wasn't fair for me to be asked the same questions that the English majors were asked. I'm not sure what they thought of the practice. I suspect that I had already been admitted to medical school, but I surprisingly got an A in the course anyway. 

I remember dropping a calculus course in my sophomore year because I was aiming toward medical school and thought that I would be lucky to get a C, and that might just ruin that dream.