From UB

Little did I know that, when I received my acceptance letter from Western Michigan University on October 21, 1989, as a 17-year-old, there would be more to this letter than just my welcome into college.

RECENTLY I MET A FAMILY whose daughter was looking at Rhodes College. The family income was slightly above $20,000. Federal and state funding didn't provide the assistance necessary for the daughter to enroll.

I arrived in New Orleans last summer as only the ninth president of Dillard University, one of America's oldest historically black colleges. I could not imagine that, two months later, my campus would be under eight feet of water and my students relocated to institutions all over the country.

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