Six Degrees of Dr. Jill Biden 0

Paths cross can be adjacent in unexpected ways.

Second son met Dr. Jill Biden when he was taking courses at our local community college when we lived in Delaware, where he was born and raised, though I don’t know that he took any classes from her. At the time, Joe Biden was Vice President, so she had Secret Service protection, but she was still teaching.

I trained as an historian and, at one time, aspired to get a doctorate. I didn’t, because I found in graduate school that academia and I were not a good mix (honestly, some of those folks will fight to the death over a semicolon), but I never lost my love of history as a discipline.

But, by heavens, had I earned that doctorate, I would not have eschewed the title, because it means something.

I learned how much it can mean in my year of graduate school (and from the many professors I had who had a “Ph. D.” after their names and who taught me well at The College of William and Mary in Virginia and at the University of Virginia.)

Afterthought:

It is never gracious to belittle the accomplishments of others.