The first twenty-five years or so of the modern successful American life has been fairly well defined by the country’s education system. Go to primary school. Get good grades. Go to college. Get good grades. Graduate with a degree in something you love. Find a good job. Make money. As a child, I was well-aware of this system. From an early age I fully intended to go to college and major in something lucrative, my thinking shaped by years of advice from parents who managed start-ups, real estate, and stocks. Well before high school I began searching for a dream, trying to decide what I should spend the rest of my life doing. I was smart. I was good at math and science. I was also good at art, theater, writing, philosophy, and other subjects that would leave me with a job that wouldn’t make the expense of college worthwhile. I also enjoyed playing Roller Coaster Tycoon. So I decided to become an engineer. Since I also grew up constantly being reminded about the virtues of running your own business, I also decided to go someplace where I could study business and entrepreneurship. This ultimately led me to Franklin W. Olin College of Engineering, a new engineering school near Boston that was on a mission to integrate entrepreneurial thought and action throughout its curriculum.