Travels with Swami Chapter 6 - The Day the Music Died …and the Day it Got Born Again
I entered Brooklyn College as a freshman in September 1963 not yet 17 years old (in New York in those days, you could skip the 8th grade) ready for big changes. For the first time in my life, I set some intentions for myself:
Become active on campus.
Join a house-plan or fraternity.
Try out for the baseball team.
I did all three. I got myself a gig as an …