I can remember walking across campus at Rutgers 2 days following my separation from active duty and return from Viet Nam. I had no civilian clothes at the time and had to wear my dress blues. I was applying for re-admission and the Rutgers campus at that time was the equivalent of Berkley, a hot bed of student protest against the war. For sure I thought I would be spit on as I walked across the green to the Admissions Office where I was scheduled to meet with the Dean. Arrived safe and sound and was welcomed with open arms by the Dean and his staff. They were all WWII vets! My God, how wonderful that was for me looking back on that day in my life. If it weren't for those WWII vets who understood, don't know what my life would have been like. The Dean told me that he would admit me automatically and I could start in January, just 2 months away. He even called the Financial Office to set me up on a GI Bill payment schedule. The Financial Office rep I met with was also a WW II Vet. Seems like most of the admin staff were. They were absolutely wonderful. I am eternally grateful to those of the Greatest Generation who knew then what we now know and have come to appreciate.
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