In high school, no one believed that Scott Northcutt, ’84, was college material—not his family or his guidance counselor—so he had to believe in himself. He was satisfied with making B’s and C’s until something clicked during his junior year. He realized his future depended on applying himself in school. Plus, he wanted to prove everyone wrong about his potential.
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