Postscript My shameful act in the 1960s ROBERT REICH DEC 26 Some of you were justifiably appalled (as was I, when I thought back on it during prep for my Senate confirmation hearing in 1992), that in the 1960s I procured busloads of young women from other colleges for "mixers” at my then all-male college and also participated in a decision by the student court to expel a young man from who engaged in mutual-consent “fornication” with one of those women — an act that the college then prohibited (it had not yet entered the modern world). Worse yet, (as I related earlier today) this young man was immediately drafted and sent to Vietnam. Several of you asked what had happened to him. For years I feared that he perished in that horrendous war. I could have found out, but never did. I wanted to put the whole shameful reality out of my mind. Then, about twenty years ago, when I was visiting the campus and having a cup of coffee at the counter of a restaurant on Main Street, he walked through the door. I was flabbergasted. I was overcome with relief. Then came a rush of acute embarrassment for the decision I had participated in years before. I lowered my head into my newspaper, hoping he wouldn’t see me. But he did. And he came bounding over. He put his arm around my shoulders and said “Bob! After all these years!” I put down my coffee, hugged him, and told him, with tears welling up, how truly glad I was to see him.