January 27, 1997

Classes

There is no sight more refreshing than the first day of classes for a new semester.

I spent the past two weeks preparing my class material when i was not helping out at Yerba Buena.

I made sure to lecture at three classes, seeing my new students.

While I had been at the University for over twenty years, this was only my second semester in this dimension.

I hoped I made a good first impression.