Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:My dad was a Classics Prof at a SLAC. He could routinely have all of his students over at one time when I was growing up. And in the 70s he could give them a little bit of wine with dinner b.c the drinking age was lower- he felt that he was mentoring them in how to drink responsibly and thought it was a shame when the drinking age changed. Nothing inappropriate ever happened- my mom and I were there the whole time. I'm sure he had favorites but he was so passionate about his subject that he graded the work on its own merit.
I was a Classics major at a large university in the midwest. The upper level classes had both graduate and undergraduate students. It was common for those professors to invite the classes over for dinner/cocktails and to meet up at local hangouts. The classes were small (no more than 10-12 people) and it was a fabulous opportunity. I learned so very much attending them. While I was intelligent, I'd grown up on a farm and had little exposure to the wider world. The Classics people were some of the most educated, analytical, well travelled people I have ever met and attending those gatherings were a major part of my education.
I was lucky enough to study in Rome/Athens for a year (not a 'semester abroad' blow-off course, it was a heavy load) and, similarly, my professors hosted gatherings. It was an incredible experience.