Re legacy admissions: I got into Cal on my own, but was also a legacy because Dad went there. I remember how annoyed he was that I was admitted in December, 1963, our senior year, because he felt admitting students early was 'picking the cream of the crop'. My credentials were nowhere near that good, so legacy may have had something to d…
Re legacy admissions: I got into Cal on my own, but was also a legacy because Dad went there. I remember how annoyed he was that I was admitted in December, 1963, our senior year, because he felt admitting students early was 'picking the cream of the crop'. My credentials were nowhere near that good, so legacy may have had something to do with it. I thought I was getting away from home, only to have Chancellor Clark Kerr, when greeting me as a new freshman, exclaim on looking at my name badge: "Oh you're Larry's daughter'. At which point I wanted to fall through the floor.
I didn't have that experience. I just walked across Russell Boulevard with my 2.45 Davis High GPA and said "Here I am." I somehow fell through the cracks.
Re legacy admissions: I got into Cal on my own, but was also a legacy because Dad went there. I remember how annoyed he was that I was admitted in December, 1963, our senior year, because he felt admitting students early was 'picking the cream of the crop'. My credentials were nowhere near that good, so legacy may have had something to do with it. I thought I was getting away from home, only to have Chancellor Clark Kerr, when greeting me as a new freshman, exclaim on looking at my name badge: "Oh you're Larry's daughter'. At which point I wanted to fall through the floor.
I didn't have that experience. I just walked across Russell Boulevard with my 2.45 Davis High GPA and said "Here I am." I somehow fell through the cracks.
You have a beautiful family, many good friends, and an incredible career. Grades are definitely not everything.
Amen, Robin.