Someone left a dismantled bus in front of his house around the corner. At first glance I thought the bus had been destroyed by a bomb.

“I get a kick out of the sign over the door to his building,” Captain Rusch told me as we walked across campus.

“What does it say?” I said.

“You'll see,” he said and laughed. “You can't miss it.”

I saw it on the way in.

“The Deanery!” he said. “As if it's a dean-manufacturing factory.”