In this chapter I will discuss how I went to BYU although all the kids who grew up in Provo mocked BYU students heartlessly. We called them ZOOBIES and tinkerty-tonk! WE MEANT IT TO STING.
But most of us Provo kids who actually went to college went to BYU because it was cheap and we lived at home where we proceeded to have no fun at all because you know. We lived at home. I drowned my sorrows in food and became large-ish, which still did not stop me from becoming a BYU Folk Dancer because apparently you can be chubby if you're good at doing Russian dances. Which I was.
Anyway. I made myself a solemn sacred promise that my kids would go away to school and not live at home and gain weight and become BYU Folk Dancers. And mostly they didn't. There were two good things that happened to me as an undergrad, though. I will discuss those in my next two posts.