My alma mater, John Brown University, made it into the New York Times.
To my amazement, the school administration reversed its longstanding policy on dancing. That is dancing on campus! I have to admit that I crossed state lines to partake in some "boot-scootin' boogie." Not only did a break a basic fundamentalist tenet, but to my wife's horror, I attended aforementioned amusements in colored roper boots! All for the love of a brunette from Wheaton, IL.
Now that I've come to my fashion senses, it looks like John Brown has come to its senses and broken ties with its fundamentalist past and embraced a future where "all things are received with thanksgiving."
All hail, JBU. JBU all hail! (or something like that. What was our school song?)