<p>Here was my college search process: </p>
<p>I looked in some college guides. I thought UCSC sounded cool, and it was near a beach in California. I mentioned that to my parents. My mother then had my favorite cousin call me. He was a PhD student in English at Princeton at the time, and had graduated from Harvard a few years before. I worshiped him. He told me in no uncertain terms that there were only seven universities with the library resources to support serious scholarship of the type I should want to do: Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Columbia, Chicago, Berkeley, and Stanford.</p>
<p>Then I told my parents I was really interested in Stanford. My father said, “That’s great,” and left the room. My mother said, “Your father thinks that there’s nothing you can get at Stanford that you can’t get at Harvard, Yale, or Princeton, that we’re willing to pay for.”</p>
<p>At the time, my school sent multiple kids to Harvard, Yale, Cornell, and Dartmouth every year, with occasional singletons to Princeton, MIT, Brown, Penn. Also many to Williams and Amherst. I was basically told I would probably get in wherever I applied, but just in case I ought to apply to more than one college. Harvard could be my safety; I had a lot of family connections there. I wanted to go to Yale, though, because Harold Bloom was there, and had written a bunch of books about the British Romantics, especially Blake, and also because Cleanth Brooks and William Penn Warren were there, and everyone said it had the best English Lit faculty and the best French Lit faculty. Also, my best friend wanted to go there, too; it would be fun to go to college together. My mother worried that it would not be rigorous enough for me (she was a Harvard fan, despite having turned down Radcliffe when she was a girl), but one of her friends who had a son at Yale assured her it was really quite stimulating intellectually.</p>
<p>It was a far simpler time.</p>
<p>The COA, after my NMS, was less than 10% of my parents’ joint incomes. My father had me borrow as much as I could, because the subsidized loan terms were better than he could get from a bank, and he could earn more investing the money than I had to pay in interest. He then paid off the loans over time.</p>
<p>I did take the SATs more than once. In 10th grade, I was in a program in Spain with mostly 11th graders, and they all took the SAT, so I did too. I did fine, not supergreat. Then I took it again as a junior, and did really well. I took Achievement Tests in Spanish, English, and Math, and AP tests in Spanish Lit, French Lit, and Calculus. The Spanish Lit one was the only one I took before 12th grade; I took it in 10th grade, from Spain. It was completely unusual to take AP classes before 12th grade – I don’t think I knew anyone else who took an AP test before 12th grade. Armed with the AP test, I talked my way into a 400-level Spanish Renaissance poetry class at the local SUNY for 11th grade.</p>