By Dave Kung When I was department chair at St. Mary’s College of Maryland, we carefully tracked data about how we were serving students. Regularly updated spreadsheets showed how many students were in each course we offered and we used them to look for enrollment patterns and adjust our offerings as needed. We were particularly...

By Cyndi Coon I grew up poor in rural western Michigan. Dirt-under-the-fingernails, government-cheese, make-your-own-fun kind of poor. The only things I had in abundance were imagination and grit. I was neurodivergent and undiagnosed, navigating the world by spotting patterns no one else seemed to notice. While other kids focused on finding the “right answer,” I...