Years ago, when I returned to college after an enlistment in the USAF,

[MineralMan]

5. Well, while that professor/pastor probably wasn't aware,

he should have been glad that I withdrew from his class. From my seat in the front of the class, I would have been a constant thorn in his side. He would have had to contend with my pointed questions often. It was always my habit on my return to college to take a seat in the front row of my classes, and to participate whenever appropriate. Some professors encouraged that, while others were sometimes discomfited by questions. I preferred the former group.

Really, I was more or less killing time by returning to school. There was the GI Bill, which I considered as back pay for my time in the service, and I got a couple of years to try to decide what to do next. I never actually did decide, though, so I did many different things over the next few decades. Fun, but not conducive to a relaxing retirement. Oh, well...