I Picked The Wrong College And I Knew It The Moment I Moved In

I picked the wrong college. If I said this out loud in a conversation at the local Starbucks, I seriously believe the shop would fall silent. Customers and baristas would freeze in place. I’d hear gasps instead of coffee beans grinding, moms chatting and laptop keys clinking. No, I didn’t just graduate from high school this week. I’m a mom of a high school rising senior, looking back (as I often do) on the college choice I made at his age, in 1988.

So much has changed since Generation X gradu...