We lounged around a table in a Chicago pizzeria, basking in the relief of having the debate season behind us and a day of sight-seeing before us. The graduating seniors on the team began telling favorite stories from the previous four years, regaling the underclassmen with their antics.
Someone turned to our coach, Mrs. H. “What are some of your favorite stories? You’ve seen more than we have.”
She grinned. “I think my favorite story is one a student told me. Several of you had classes with Dr. P., right?”
“In the weeks just before he was asked to resign, he showed up to deliver the lecture for his section of ‘The Making of the Modern Mind’ in a skin-tight cycling suit. One that left nothing to the imagination.”