What degree did my father get at college?

My father was a very intelligent man. He got his college degree in mathematics and physics, meaning he had a very cognitive reasoning sense. He was logical. He belonged to Mensa, the organization comprised of the people with the highest IQs in the world, I can remember as a child some of the questions that dad would pose to my brothers and me that came from assorted Mensa tests.
    I entered college in 1971, at the University of Kentucky. I attended in part due to a music scholarship, but pissed it away by not applying myself. I was sure that dad was the most upset father. I didn’t finish school. I was too young to realize what a college degree could bring me. I transferred to a college close to home for my second year, but it was no use.
    As the years went by, Dad didn’t hesitate to remind me that I was never too old to go back to college. I never listened to him. I was married, had a young child, and was busy living my own life.
    Finally, in the spring of 1986, when I had just turned 33, and dad was a few months short of 53, I decided to go back to college. I really don’t know what it was that made me finally decide to go back. Maybe it was driving a truck for a living, maybe it was having a daughter just starting school herself and maybe it was dad’s constant reminders. Whatever it was, I decided to go back.
    During the enrollment process, my transcripts were scrutinized by the dean of admissions. He told me, upon reviewing my transcripts, that I didn’t show the "mental aptitude" to attend West Virginia State. I explained to him that, at that time, I was a young, immature man, wasting my parents’ money. Now I was an adult, and spending my own money, and I had every intention to do as well as possible.
    Finally, he told me that my enrollment was accepted under the provision that there was fine with me for my poor transcripts.