1 . 22 . 21 Sometime between my arrival at college over half a century ago and my departure four years later, the world shifted. It was impossible to miss and hard, as we would say today, to “process” how visions of a Great Society and a Second Reconstruction yielded riots and cultural revolution. America at the start of the Sixties looked the successful going concern. By the end it looked a shambles. The public markers of the Sixties included omnibus civil rights legislation, invention of affirmative action and a war on poverty, race riots in northern cities, the assassinations of MLK and RFK, the chaos at the Democratic convention in Chicago, Nixon’s return, campuses in revolt, Kent State, the Cambodia bombing, and on and on. There were other markers too. A 1966 college scene of boys in button-downs, girls in Peter Pan collars, mixers, and parietals had become, by 1970, boys with hair like girls, girls without bras, open dorms, and faculty-led antiwar protests. Hardly anyone smiled anymore.