JumperGirl's grades came. I've been holding my breath, because the Honors Chemistry was a make-or-break deal. She got the best grade of the year on her final exam (pulls to her weak suits)! Hooray for her. A lesser grade might have meant repeating the class at community college over the summer. Yikes. And the rest of her grades were great. Way to study, JumperGirl!
I don’t worry about the ‘Brilliant’ group; they’ll survive anything, the lucky bastards. But I worry sometimes that academia is too geared towards the Dutiful, and too quick to punish or shame the Maniacal. The “overall” gpa as an indicator definitely favors the dutiful over the maniacal, even though the maniacs’ best work is almost always better. ‘Distribution requirements’ were written by and for the dutiful. The concept of ‘prerequisites’ has Dutiful written all over it.
My father had was the youngest of three, and died first. His sister, Janet Ditz Ford, left second, in 1995. She lived a life that a proper matron did then--mentioned only at her wedding and at her death. The sun seems to be setting on dad's older brother, and as dad always called him, Brother George.
A story: during WWII, both my father and his brother were in the Navy. They were quite close, and both were at Stanford.