Could you say no if a student or two came to you and said yours was their favorite class of the semester, and would you please come to dinner at an official college event? Will Rice College at Rice University has just such a charming tradition. It involves dinner with the student that invites you, along with a lovely, alcoholic reception at the master’s home before. In this case the master is Mike Wolf, an old friend from chair’s meetings (me Ecology and Evolution, him Math, really we were collaborators in humor at what was otherwise a very dry affair), and his wife Paula Krisko.
OK, maybe you are about to stop reading such a braggy blog, but let me make it clear that it was my wonderful husband, Dave Queller, who was the chosen professor, for his lucid and inspiring course on evolution. I got to tag along as the wife. We had a lovely dinner with a tableful of interesting students, taking time from their busy schedules for us. Besides our hosts, we chatted with a student who used to work in our lab group when he was a first year, but then switched to political science. Another student came up to us who had had several courses from us, and is now looking at graduate school. Wouldn’t it be great if she ended up also at Washington University in St. Louis?
Rice students are friendly, not just smart. And Rice is small enough that we never feel without friends among the students. I know Wash U isn’t very big, but it is a lot bigger than Rice. We’ll certainly get to know and love our students there. But Rice students will always have a special place in our hearts. Don’t worry, we’ll be back to visit, hanging out at the colleges (sorry Will Rice, but it will be mostly Wiess, our home college).
Will Rice College.