This college professor was stunned.  Just stunned.  He says he’s taught “freshmen for about thirty years in big state institutions, elite conservatories, smallish private universities, and Christian colleges,” and when he met his daughter’s new college friends, he was blown away by how much they seemed to be in love with knowledge.  He took them out to breakfast one morning at the end of his daughter’s first year in college, and he tried to make small talk with them. 

After a couple of sentences complaining about the food, they were ignoring me and talking between themselves. Talking about Aristotle. And Plato. About the nature of virtue in the Nicomachean Ethics and how Verdi captured love of country in “Va pensiero” from Nabucco. (”I’m not Italian, but I cry every time I sing it,” one of the girls said.) And what they were most excited about was coming back in the fall and studying the Bible. And the Gospel of John. In Greek. Like I said, I was stunned.

Where were they studying?  Probably a college you’ve heard of, and one that seems to be getting it right – at least as far as go the liberal arts.