This question reminds me of the student-made parody film that was circulating when I started called Welcome to USF.
Narrator: "How do I get accepted at USF? Take the I-75 exit at Fowler. You're accepted!"
I had applied and planned to go to Alabama. My soon-to-be first ex-wife begged me not to go. Without applying, my best friend from high school and I showed up at USF class registration with my transcripts. And they replied something along the lines of: "If you can find some open classes, welcome aboard future donor."
As a further trip down memory lane, my buddy and I moved into an 8x22-foot travel trailer we parked in a mobile home park near Florida and Fletcher. We split $45 a month in rent and about $75 a month in food and utilities. In those days we were on the quarter system at USF and I believe I never paid more for tuition than I did for books. From odd jobs I had saved the whopping sum of $7,000.00 as a college fund when I started. I worked my way through school with jobs as a haberdasher and newspaper reporter and when I graduated my college fund was about $7,500.00.
Good times!