Andrew Wolf

Fri, 05/05/2017 - 4:11pm

In 1969 or 1970 I was a part time student at the college.  I was a combat Vietnam Veteran and was a discharged sergeant at the age of 20.  I was registered in an English Class and the first week of class the group decided to pray for peace in  Cambodia.  The instructor asked if there were any Vietnam Veterans in the class so I acknowledged that I was a Veteran.  He requested that I drop the class because they didn't want to pray for peace with baby killers.  It was a sign of the times and a  reminder that no matter how great your institution is and has been there are dark moments lurking in the closet.