We Notre Dame men knew that the new Notre Dame women were smarter, more prepared and definitely more mature. They had already begun to “grow up and grow deep.” We men were a bit intimidated, and so what do large groups of intimidated males do? They try to be funny; they try to take advantage of larger numbers; they lose sight of decorum.
I had thought this would be a healthy, almost cathartic experience but now find myself either too emotional or too scattered to find the right words. I had been asked to write about my leaving Notre Dame after 32 years — four as an undergraduate and 28 as a development officer.