Ambitious immigrants

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Just Your Average 68-Year-Old College Freshman


They’re young, hungry and teething – the modern-day version of the American pioneer. Our student body has a high percentage of minorities and immigrants, many from the Middle East and Asia. Spanish is a native tongue to many, lecture notes are jotted in a broad range of languages. They choose a community college so they can stay near families that depend on them to navigate the American system.

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Professors low pay

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Just Your Average 68-Year-Old College Freshman

I discovered many of the professors we trust to help kids find career path are themselves trapped in dead ends – not just at community colleges but at elite universities as well. “Adjunct” professors are part-time contract workers without a hint of job security or benefits. They’re the first to fall prey to belt tightening. They can be bumped from the lectern on the first day of a semester. Despite masters and doctoral degrees, they may find themselves driving long distances, teaching at two or more colleges. Walmart meets Harvard!

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Assessment Test Line

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Just Your Average 68-Year-Old College Freshman


Days before the fall term, in line for assessment testing. Turns out no one is interested in transcripts from the Kennedy years. We took three tests: reading (did well), writing (they weren’t impressed) and math (elementary algebra, here I come). I was in a line fifty years ago waiting to be vaccinated, barbered, issued uniforms and gear – the sense of surrender was familiar.

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I’m a tourist

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Just Your Average 68-Year-Old College Freshman


I’m a tourist in this land. For the natives who live here, grades have high-stake, life-shaping consequences. I take the work seriously, but for me this adventure is purely academic. I can stroll through the markets and cafes and then go back to my hotel room for an afternoon nap.

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Too old for New Yorker title page

After positive encouragement and two meetings in New York, cartoon editor Bob Mankoff  told me I was too old to be a cartoonist at The New Yorker  He wanted to build a team that would deliver decades of cartoons.

I was disappointed, of course. But looking for younger talents makes sense, I could see Mankoff’s logic.

Here are the cartoons I presented. I do hope you’ll enjoy them. Feel free to share them if you wish.

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