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Matthew B. Wall
Following the childhood and youth mentioned in passing in this narrative, I was fortunate to receive degrees from two of Ithaca’s fine educational institutions, Ithaca College and Cornell Universit...ver maisFollowing the childhood and youth mentioned in passing in this narrative, I was fortunate to receive degrees from two of Ithaca’s fine educational institutions, Ithaca College and Cornell University.
After college at the height of the Vietnam war and already with a family to support, I passed up enticing opportunities in the great metropolis to take a job in my home town at my alma mater. I became director of admissions at Ithaca College at age twenty-five, then vice president for external affairs, then senior vice president. After thirty years behind the desk, I shed my suit and did a freelance stint at developmental editing and writing in the area of college and career success for low income and minori- ty kids, where I learned a lot more than I earned.
These days, when we’re not at Laurentia, Annie and I remain at the old farmstead just a mile up the road from the college where I worked for so many years. My mother used to say with a wink, “Matt never got very far.”ver menos