In college, I took a class called The Letters of Paul. I took it for two very good reasons: 1. I was (and am) named Paul. 2. The prof, Cal Roetzel, was (and is) cool. I didn’t figure it was an especially practical course. It was for fun, for the challenge, for the cultural knowledge, for the pleasure of doing it. WHAT LIBERAL ARTS EDUCATION IS FOR: A THREAD 1/