Commentary: Taking my son to visit Duke
Thirty Years from Now: "Well son, it's time for you to apply to college, and I hope you're willing to follow in your old man's footsteps and come to Duke."
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Thirty Years from Now: "Well son, it's time for you to apply to college, and I hope you're willing to follow in your old man's footsteps and come to Duke."
It's the beginning of February and unbelievably the Last Day of Classes is already in sight. Those who are seniors are freaking out if they don't have a job yet and those who aren't are already dreading their senior year Last Day of Classes. So juniors, sophomores and even freshmen are going to look to solve that horrible problem of not making over $100,000 in five years by making sure they are guaranteed to get a decent job after stepping out of Wally Wade, diploma in hand. And that means around this time of year these students are going to be looking for one thing--summer internships.
A chance meeting happened recently between me and an old Duke alumnus that was pretty interesting. I would like to tell you about it.