In the summer of 1976 at my home in Rialto California where I had grown up about 5 miles from where I was born, the mailman delivered a post card from the Admissions Department of a school I had never heard of. The purple and white postcard invited me to come to the Anaheim Sheraton on a Saturday night and learn about a place called Texas Christian University. I was struggling to find a school I could afford that wasn't called Cal State San Bernardino or San Bernardino Valley College, so I decided to go check it out. I liked what I saw that night and applied right there before my Mom and I drove back home.
The SoCal Frog Experience
