This morning, dropped into an indie coffee shop that I had driven (or bused) by a hundred times, but had never frequented. The lad who prepped my de-caf (doc’s orders) Americano was wearing a crisp new DePaul tee shirt. So I asked if he went to the school. He said he did, that he was a recent grad, and hailed from California, having made it to Chicago via a year at Kentucky before transferring to DePaul.
“I’ve got to ask,” I said, paying for my unleaded designer Joe. “What’s the tuition there these days?”
“About 26,000 to 27,000 a year,” he said, hands, coffee grinds, and water flying behind the counter.
I quoted him the tuition rate when I was there from 1966 to 1969, “450 a quarter, and mine was waived because I was an editor for the DePaulia, the school’s newspaper.”
He winced, shook his head, and said, “I loved the education, but I’m crushed by the debt I incurred.”
We lamented over the state of higher educational expenses. I told him the head of Colorado State University, the state’s land-grant college, predicted CSU would be 100 per cent privately funded in a few years.
I think the state legislature kicks in something under 10 per cent for higher education in Colorado, one of the lowest public funding rates in the nation. So when lawmakers complain about something that happens on one of our “public” campuses, no one pays much attention. Not enough skin in the game.
The coffee shop, by the way is Sparks Coffee &Tea, just east of Hamden and Monaco in Southeast Denver. Give it a try.
But wow. $1,350 a year tuition at DePaul in the late 60s. 26-grand a year today.
That is In-Frickin-Flation.
A nice way to relax from tuition woes is a good mystery novel. Try my new book, WATER: A Vic Bengston Investigation, a twister set in Colorado. Paperback and eBooks. The website tells you where to get it: www.richardjschneider.com.