<p>A lot of them were specific to what I needed at the time -- and so I'm not going around telling everybody that they all need to go to Duke, only that they need to pick a school which fits well.</p>
<p>I'll post a more comprehensive list of reasons later, but for now, we'll leave it at this:</p>
<p>Senior year of high school was a very brutal time in my life. My best friend -- a young lady who meant the world to me -- and I had a falling out that we would take years to recover from. I was emotionally exhausted from the frustrations and guilt.</p>
<p>When all the acceptances and waitlists had shaken out, I ended up choosing between Duke and the University of Chicago, both excellent schools. At the time, they were separated by only one sport in the US News rankings, and to tell you the truth, I hadn't even thought about Duke. I had been waitlisted, and they told me that if I were interested, I should let them know. I wasn't, and I didn't, and I ended up with an admissions packet anyway.</p>
<p>My college counselors, teachers, and friends were all of one opinion, which I shared: Chicago was the better fit. It just made more sense. I belonged there, and that campus culture was much more to my liking. And as I sat down to talk about it with my friend -- The Girl -- she looked at me and told me the same thing. "You just don't fit in at Duke. You're a Chicago boy."</p>
<p>And as I thought back over the past few months, I realized that I wasn't the sort of boy who might belong at a place like Duke -- and that I wanted to be.</p>
<p>Duke is of course an academically excellent school (as is Chicago). It has one of the premier biomedical research faculties in the world, outstanding students, and importantly, faculty who really truly pay attention to undergrads. But most importantly, Duke is a great place to grow up. I had -- by my own choice -- an exceedingly bumpy first year, away from the... ivory-tower intellectual atmosphere I'd buried myself in during my high school years. I got to know my classmates, and the housekeeping staff, and my professors. I learned how to speak to other people without putting them at arm's distance. Even as I was growing in analysis and intellect -- things which most elite schools will help you with -- I was also growing in understanding and responding to the people around me in ways that I never could have before. Duke helped me find the kind of balance I had always been missing in Berkeley.</p>
<p>Would the same thing have happened at Chicago, or Harvard, or Penn, or MIT? At Stanford, my ED choice? Or at Northwestern, Brown, or Case Western? No. Not a chance. Not because those are worse schools, but because that's not what I needed at the time. I needed to be at Duke; many other students will need to be at other schools. That's all okay. We grow up in different places and need different college experiences.</p>
<p>But my point is this: Duke helped take a frustrated, exhausted boy and helped grow him into somebody better able to serve the people around him. Compromising that would have been the biggest mistake of my life.</p>