It was worse than that. I avoided the conservatory, knowing I couldn't read, by  there were certain requirements that you had to do. You had to play other instruments: brass or windwind or string. Finally, you had to pass basic keyboard. I avoided that by taking clarinet. You were usually just learning the scales and simple pieces. I'd already taken cello from Dr. Brown's wife. So I was okay on strings, and I was passed on clarinet. Finally, I had to take keyboard. I decided, I'll take organ, and maybe they'll be just teaching me basics and they won't find out I can't read. The first day, I was supposed to practice at a certain time. It was an electric organ. The next day, I saw the organ teacher, and he was furious at me. He said, "You left the electric organ on all night. I'm flunking you, and I don't want to see you in this class. " So I said, "Dr. Bacon, that's all right. " I was relieved then. I wouldn't have to take organ. Then the last semester, when you're coming to graduation, I hadn't taken piano yet, so I was sent to the top piano teacher. After about five minutes, she just dismissed me. She went to the dean and said, That boy can't read a note. He can't read. " So the dean then called me in. That's when he said, "You're a disgrace to the conservatory, and I'm not [ ]. " I said, "That's right. " So it spread amongst the students and the teachers that I would not graduate with the class. Dr. Bodley, who taught harmony and some composition, who had studied with  Nadia Boulanger, went to the dean and said, "You're making a mistake with Dave Brubeck. He's harmonically one of the most talented students I've ever had. " Then shortly after, the counterpoint teacher went to the dean and said, "You're making a mistake. He's the best counterpoint student I've ever had. " Then the dean called me in and said, "I've heard some things about you from the teachers saying that you're a talented person and I should let you graduate. I'll let you graduate if you promise never to teach and disgrace this university. " I said, "That's fine with me. I don't want to teach anyway. All I want to do is play jazz. " He said, "I don't understand that, but I'll still let you graduate. " That's how I got out. It was these other teachers going to my rescue.