I am normally not given to autobiographical commentary of any sort, because in a certain sense I regard it as a kind of imposition of myself upon others. But recently I was asked by someone on Facebook if I could answer questions about, or convey in some fashion, what the University of Oxford was like. I suspect that others would ask such questions, so, for reasons that will become apparent upon conclusion of this reminiscence, I have decided to share my impressions and recollections – to convey the experience of the place – as best as I can, so that I do not have to relive it for each and … [Read more...]