From My (mostly fantasy) love life before Mary

My first real shock at Stanford was the Freshman get acquainted dance called the Jolly Up. Most of my friends in the dorm didn’t know any girls at school yet, so we were looking through the class snapshot book. I saw a cute blonde girl who reminded me of my high school dance partner, Bea Long. Her name was Sharon Percy. One of the guys told me I shouldn’t ask her. He said her father is the governor of Illinois and her boyfriend is a Rockefeller. This blasted open my conception of what I had gotten into.