I just want my daughter to marry a healthy guy with a good work ethic and a kind heart. Preferably good looking and athletic, too. I’m not so sure she’d find that at MIT or Caltech. Or the Ivies, for that matter. I want vigorous, bouncing grandkids someday, but I shudder at the thought of what she might bring back from those places.

No, I’d rather she spends time with earnest white jocks who like hunting, hiking and fishing in their spare time.

My sons, on the other hand, can go in for all the nerdy pursuits they want. In their case at least I can influence them in a manly direction.