CL ASS OF 1965
50 th ANNIVERSARY BOOK
REUNION 2015
From Civil Rights to
Social Justice
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Date: August 2015
Antioch College Class of 1965
50th Anniversary Book
To our 1965 Classmates:
This book, with support from the Antioch College Alumni Board, was conceived
by the six Class of 1965 members on the Alumni Board during the planning of
Reunion 2015.The 2015 Reunion both represents the 50-year anniversary of
our memorable commencement with Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. as our speaker
and coincides with the commencement of the Class of 2015, the pioneer class
of the new independent Antioch College with Congressman John Lewis as the
graduation speaker.This historic moment with graduation occurring during
reunion, highlights our community’s and the nation’s path from Civil Rights to
Social Justice.
The six of us began talking in late 2013, communicating through meetings,
conference calls, and emails about what we wanted Reunion 2015 to be—and
do.The upshot was that we identified three goals for our class at Reunion 2015:
increase attendance, encourage contributions to an unprecedented large class
of ’65 gift, and create a record of stories like those we had shared in with each
other.
This book is that record. It is online, and will thus enable new entries and updating. Hard copies will also be available for sale at reunion.
We hope you will enjoy this Antioch Class of ’65 anniversary book. We also
hope it will promote many fruitful conversations for you at Reunion. And we
hope you will consider yourself part of this project’s continuing evolution.
—Barrie, Bernie, David, Karen, Paula Tanya
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Bacher, Constance
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Baldwin, Larry ..................... 00
Bauman, Ellis ....................... 00
Bellamy, Connie .................. 00
Breslaur, Helen J. ................. 00
Brody,* Bob ......................... 00
Brown, Juanita .................... 00
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Habafy, Ann
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Resimius, Klaus ................... 00
Heilig, Gabe ........................ 00
Rogers, Michelle ................. 00
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Johnson, Laura
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Klein, Russell ...................... 00
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Freed, Judith
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Scott, Sherraid ..................... 00
Seeger, Ellen ........................ 00
Serrell, Beverly Ann ............. 00
Sheingold, Karen
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Laibman, David ................... 00
Fine, Ernie ........................... 00
Scott, David ......................... 00
Kellock, Alan ....................... 00
De Salvo, Jackie .................. 00
Fewell, Christine
Huff ................................ 00
Roy, Lissa ............................. 00
Shaw, Ed .............................. 00
Kotler, Janet Oldt ................ 00
Faust, Jemi ........................... 00
Robbins, Sonia Jaffe ............ 00
Kaplan, Peggy ..................... 00
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Law, Sylvia ........................... 00
Lewis, Norman .................... 00
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McNeil, David ..................... 00
Merriss, Richard .................. 00
Miller, Peter ......................... 00
Mills, Karen ......................... 00
Mink,Tanya ......................... 00
Sheaffer, Karen
Jorgenssen ..................... 00
Soskin, William .................... 00
Stein, Geoffrey .................... 00
Stockton, Joan ..................... 00
Storm, Penny ....................... 00
Strafella, Richard ................. 00
Straker, * Stephen ................ 00
Strichartz, Gary ................... 00
Thomson, David C. .............. 00
Tranum, Joel ........................ 00
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Tye, Barbara Benham .......... 00
Fleet,* Vicki Van .................. 00
Mulhauser, Karen ................ 00
Viemeister,*
Beverly Lipsett ............... 00
Muska, Nick ........................ 00
Vincent, David F. ................. 00
Muska, Susan ....................... 00
Wallace, Chet ...................... 00
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Neuman, Juliana .................. 00
Weiss, Kenneth ................... 00
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Goodson, Martia ................. 00
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Randall, Hugh L. ................. 00
Guyer, Bernie ...................... 00
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JUANITA
Juanita and David
THEN AND NOW
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4M.A. Consumer Economics &
Latin American Studies,
Cornell
4PhD. Fielding University and
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mom, Millie Cowan, a
Florida civil rights pioneer and cofounder of the Florida Civil Liberties
Union who urged me to attend
Antioch. Her friends knew about
the school and its experiential education program and Millie thought
I’d LOVE it.
Well, I did love it, but not at the
beginning! Even though our family
had crosses burned on our lawn in
South Florida for our political activities and even though I had testified
as a teenager at the religion in the
schools trial that later found its way
to the Supreme Court, I was still a
suburban kid from Miami at heart.
I have fond memories of my
mom buying me my first winter
coat...black with a fur collar. When
I got to Antioch, I was shocked to
see all the kids in their camouflage
jackets and long hair hanging out on
the steps of the Student Union. I felt
awkward and out of place.What and
who is THIS!
Although my first year was a cultural shock, I loved the lively conversations and intellectual stimulation
and immediately applied to go on
my first co-op to Guanajuato, Mexico
on the AEA program there. I was student No. 13 in our group and because I was outgoing, I ended up as
the “odd one in” –living alone with
a wonderful Mexican family with
7 kids and no one spoke a word of
English. Being with all those kids
forced me to learn street Spanish really quick!
Thus began a wonderful adventure that changed my life forever.
I discovered a deep love and affinity for Latino culture. My Mexican
friends tell me I must have been a
little cactus, a nopalito, in a previous
lifetime. � And, in another stroke of
good fortune, I was able to help start
the Antioch student co-op program
at Na-Bolom, a rainforest preservation and indi-genous rights center
in Chiapas where my Antioch biology professor, Ed Samuel, had spent
time on a sabbatical.
I T WA S M Y
Ed put in a special recommendation for me with the terrible and terrific Gertrude Duby Blom who had
been a resistance fighter in World
War II before being exiled to southern Mexico, later founding Na-Bolom
with her late husband, Franz Blom.
Trudi became my true grandmother
of the Spirit and an incredible elder
role model for what it means to live
a life of committed action until one’s
last breath.
After spending an Antioch
Education Abroad year in Bogotá,
Colombia, I continued to return to
Na-Bolom as often as I could. Trudi
and I remained dear friends and colleagues more than 30 years, until
her death in 1994 on the eve of the
Zapatista revolution there. I had the
great honor of accompanying Trudi
to Sweden in 1991 at the age of 90
to receive the Global 500 award
from the King of Sweden for her
lifetime of citizen activism on behalf
of the environment and indigenous
peoples.
I married an Antioch student,
Jerry Brown (a great folk dancer!),
and we had, on the recommendation
of Jill Guernsey, another Antioch
student, the great good fortune to
spend a number of years working
with Cesar Chavez and the farmworkers movement. There, in my
early 20s, I had the opportunity to
work intimately with Cesar—being
mentored by him and others in disciplined, large-scale Alinsky-inspired
community organizing and coordinating the International Grape
Boycott across the globe...an amazing opportunity for a brash little pipsqueak in my early 20’s!
Those generic organizing and
cross-cultural skills served me well
when Jerry and I returned to South
Florida where I’d grown up. Jerry began teaching at Florida International
University while I began to work as
a community outreach worker with
a new migrant health care clinic in
South Dade county.
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Juanita and thoroughly Modern Momma Millie
der age of 29, that life took a very
new turn. The “clínica” hired a consultant, Gail Silverman, one of the
early women of the NTL Institute
for Applied Behavioral Sciences. Gail
was applying Douglas McGregor �s,
Theory Y humanistic management
ideas to her work with our staff.
McGregor was a former president of
Antioch, so things once again came
full circle as I was offered scholarships to NTL to learn about this new
fangled field called Organization
Development. Edie
Seashore (Antioch 1950), another early NTL woman pioneer became a dear older woman mentor
and friend...an additional Antioch
thread woven into the tapestry of my
life and work.My life has taken such
serendipitous turns. One of the corporate executives I met at NTL who
was in charge of the Latin America
region for TRW systems saw that I
knew how to bring people together
around common goals and spoke
fluent Spanish (thank you Antioch!).
Thus, even though I knew nothing
about corporations (my father was
a carpenter who I never saw in long
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Latin America and then with their
parent companies in the US...who
could have imagined!
In the early 1990s, as my corporate consulting practice was getting off the ground, I was asked by
Peter Senge to serve as a member of
the core research team of the MIT
Dialogue Project at the Sloan School
of Management. It was during that
period that what came to be called
the World Café approach to strategic dialogue and community building was born in our living room
at an interdisciplinary dialogue of
Intellectual Capital Pioneers.
Our experience with the 24
global participants people in our living room for that first dialogue led to
experi-mentation around the world,
a Ph.D. focused on the power of dialogue and collective intelligence,
and a book The World Café: Shaping
our Futures Through Conversations
that Matter, now translated into 13
languages, most recently released in
mainland China.
We’ve been amazed that hundreds of thousands of people on
six con-tinents have used the World
Café process to enable democratic
voice and choice across race and
class, workers and management, elders and youngers, as well as corporate and non-profit entitles—bringing a diversity of perspectives and
“conversations that matter” into the
forefront of making progress on
complex organizational and societal
issues.
Again, who could have imagined! For stories on the World Café
and its work around the globe, go to
www.theworldcafe.com or www.
theworldcafecommunity.org
The World Café –An overview!
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And now, after all these years
gallivanting around the globe doing
corporate strategy along with initiatives at the leading edges of dialogue
and intergenerational collaboration
we are “untiring” to our 90 acre family farm, Millie’s Mountain (named
after my mom) near Asheville, North
Carolina. Here, David Isaacs, my second husband and I are focusing our
care, love, skills and attention toward
supporting the revival of a resilient
and vibrant economy across generations and cultures here in our local
community.
The World Café’s Wiser Together
initiative is bringing together
youngers and elders as partners for
social change around critical issues
across the globe. Locally, we are
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exploring the creation of a Wiser
Together Café as a local food and social hub for multi-generational collaboration here in Yancey County,
a former tobacco growing area and
one of the economically least advantaged counties in the state of North
Carolina now that the tobacco fields
are gone and the clothing factories
have moved to China.
We believe that local communities and local economies, especially
in these small rural areas, as well
as in human scale neighborhoods
in urban settings, will be the key
to sustainable futures for children
and grandchildren. We feel blessed
to have the opportunity now to explore new models of social enterprise and social innovation that can
capitalize on local resources, assets
and traditions in creative and inclusive ways.
I was shocked and honored to
receive a call from Antioch asking
if I would join the 50th anniversary
celebration—from Civil Rights to
Social Justice—in June of 2015 to
receive the Walter Anderson Alumni
Award which recognizes work related to breaking ethnic barriers. I
look forward to seeing old friends
and colleagues and doing what I
can to nurture the next generations
of Antioch students being able to
have the kinds of life-changing and
life-shaping experiences that I had
through attending Antioch and collaborating with the Antioch mentors
that helped shape my lifework path.
Juanita today at Millie’s Mountain
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Lois and Pat
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4Wife, Lois
4Son, Teo
4Daughter, Kelly
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to Antioch I figured I had a handle on things. I had
been interested in chemistry since
5th grade, so I knew where I was
going, or so I thought. But there
was that background whisper, that
fantasizing about sheep farming in
New Zealand (from an article in Life
Magazine), and also a fascination
with mountains (although there
were no mountains in Connecticut).
So I should have suspected that the
ride would not be a smooth one.
With mountains on my mind,
chemistry led to geology and my first
coop job in the geology department
at the Chicago Museum of Natural
History. The wheels, however, continued to wobble, creating abrupt
shifts in direction, pointing me to
oceanography in Seattle and to monastery living in Arkansas, where for
two weeks I got as close to sheep
farming as working on a chicken
ranch. At some point History became a draw, but Louie Filler shot
that down when he said to me, “Do
you mind if we keep some dignity in
the department?” One morning, sitting on the back campus waiting for
a class, I helped administer aid to a
young child who had fallen out of a
moving car, so for about two weeks I
was pre-med. Emerging from the cafeteria one evening, I trailed behind
three 5th year students, enthralled by
their discussion on entropy, and so
for a brief period I once again imagined myself a chemist, or maybe a
physicist.With time running out, and
hoping to graduate with my class, I
found salvation in Philosophy, somehow overcoming the doubt and reservation of both George Geiger and
Keith McGary.
Graduate school (in Social
Work, and then in Teaching of the
Social Sciences) brought no relief
from my lack of direction, so after two years I became dissatisfied
with all of it, dropped out, and embarked with wife and new born to
Oakland, California, where, after an
unsuccessful attempt as Fuller Brush
WHEN I CAME
Salesman, I became a mail carrier for
the post office, and for two blissful
years enthusiastically pursued my
new career.Then one night Carl Putz
showed up, and in my kitchen proceeded to describe the process of
a point moving along a curve to a
fixed point, and, Holy Toledo!, I discovered mathematics! The pull was
inescapable, and soon I was on my
way to a major in Mathematics at Cal
State Hayward.
After completing work for my
major, I considered continuing on
to graduate school. However, my
pursuit of a graduate degree in
Mathematics abruptly ended when
my mother-in-law, having discovered that my three closest friends,
Weierstrass, Cantor, and Dedekind,
were very long deceased mathematicians, vocally wondered how I intended to support my family. So I
became a math teacher, beginning
with 7th graders and eventually culminating at a local community college, from which I ended my teaching last year.Today I tutor a few high
school students in mathematics, and,
unable to break completely with my
passion for mail, work one morning
a week at my local post office.
So, how does Antioch factor into
the way my life has turned out? Well,
it’s hard for me to imagine there
would have been a smooth passage
at any college I had gone to; my feet
were well off the ground, regardless,
and I doubt any college could have
changed that. What I think Antioch
did for me, and for us, and maybe
this is what is unique about it and
why we are so bonded to it, is that
we were made to feel ok about who
we were, regardless of our dispositions, groundedness, or lack thereof.
The college was on our side and in
our corner, and gave us a simple
message of encouragement that
things would turn out ok. And who
better embodied that message than
J.D.? I suspect he very well could
see I didn’t have a clue as to which
end was up, but by the very real way
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he treated me, I came away with a
sense of self-respect and value, that
I was ok. Antioch cared
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about me, and so a life-long bond
was formed. How else to explain our
response to a call to arms to save
Antioch? During the recent struggle to wrestle Antioch free from its
captivity by the university, and to restore its independence, I was awed
and inspired by, and felt deeply connected to, the many Antiochians I
met who came out to help, people
I did not know from the many years
before my class, and from the years
after it. And the passion, the caring,
they brought to the struggle was
something special, like a certain kinship; I don’t know how else to explain it. So, you see, when all is said
and done, it simply comes down to
my being grateful for having gone to
Antioch.
As for victories for humanity, I
recall two caravans I joined to bring
food and support to the striking
farm workers in Delano, California
in the late 1960s. In both trips we
slept on some gymnasium floor. On
the first trip, I recall going to a local bar where farm workers liked to
gather. I remember Caesar Chavez
walking in, and I remember playing pool with him. I recall him being a pretty good pool player. On
the second trip, I happened to be
there the weekend Bobby Kennedy
came through, campaigning for the
presidential nomination. Being concerned about getting as many photos as possible from my roll of film,
I very carefully loaded it with the
mini-mum amount of lead to catch
the sprocket, or so I thought. I took
some incredible pictures that afternoon, farm workers, Caesar, Bobby
real up close, but of course none
of them ever happened; as I turned
the knob photo after photo, the film
never moved from inside its canister.
Oh, well, so much for Photography
101 Loading The Camera.
My wife, Lois, is a psychother-
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apist in Marin County, my son, Teo,
has a brush and debris clearing and
tree service in Berkeley, my daughter, Kelly, designs the boys clothes
for Gymboree in San Francisco, and
my daughter, Nikki, is a matchmaker
in Los Angeles. My five grandchildren range in age from 5 to 25 years.
It’s enough to make me feel like a
patriarch.
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[GRAHAM]
THEN AND NOW
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NON-RANDOM THOUGHTS
ON FIFTY YEARS AGO OR
WHY WAS PRESIDENT DIXON SMILING?
By Martia Graham Goodson, ’65
Fellow Classmates:
I beg your indulgence. I have
made a decision not to record here
what I have done for the last fifty
years. Instead, I want to share some
current thoughts relative to my experience at Antioch so long, long ago.
At the risk of sounding whiny, I have
written about my concerns rather
than my achievements, though they
are innumerable�
Thanks to my parents, I have a
photograph of my Antioch graduation ceremony and a copy of the
graduation program, where, as we
know, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was
the commencement speaker. It was
a momentous time. My dad was especially happy to attend because
he, like Dr. King, was a graduate
of Morehouse College and would
have a chance to shake hands with
MLK, who had just won the Nobel
Prize and endured Selma. My mom
was happy because I had made it
through the school of her choice.
I had occasion to study the photograph and program when I was
invited to an Antioch residency in
August of 2012. As I prepared for my
first return to YSO since our class reunion in 1985, I looked at the photograph of me shaking hands with
President Dixon as I received my diploma. I am smiling slightly and the
president is grinning broadly. That
puzzled me because, for sure, the
president did not know me. I was
not an award winner or outstanding
student, so I was trying to figure out
why he looked so pleased. Perhaps
he smiled broadly at all the graduates, but I think not. With difficulty,
I came to believe that he was smiling because, thanks to me, he did
not have to introduce Dr. King to an
all-white graduating class at liberal
Antioch College during the height
of the civil rights movement. (Was
Betsy Diaz there?) Correct me if I’m
wrong: I was the only black member of our graduating class. For some
reason, it had taken decades for that
to soak in. It seemed that so many of
the people that I thought had graduated did not. (Anyone remember
Stanli Kay Mitchell from Charleston,
W. Virginia? She is the only other
black person that I remember starting in 1960 with us.) Then, in 2012,
I started questioning who else did
and did not graduate from Antioch.
With the co-op system, it was hard
to know where anyone was at a particular point in time.And I also questioned why/how I survived Antioch?
I really wondered about that, and
still do.
My next question: what was my
Antioch experience and how would
I evaluate it with the hindsight of
a single parent who has sent two
kids to college? From another perspective, how did I view Antioch after spending over thirty years as a
professor at Baruch College-CUNY. I
know a bit about the halls academe.
For sure I had good time in
Yellow Springs in the sixties. Best
memories: Red Square on Friday
nights; North Hall Common Room
on Saturday nights; warm glazed donuts from the bakery; getting two A’s
in one quarter; working at Com’s restaurant, my combination refuge and
counseling center; late night hamburgers at the “68”; co-ops in NYC;
some good, fun fellow students; the
Gourmet Club; Louis Filler’s tests.
And there were new things
I learned about: Long Island, The
Upper West Side, Linus Pauling, Pete
Seegar, the Deacons of Defense, unilateral disarmament, existentialism,
conscientious objectors, matzohs,
and that some white people could
dance (I had only seen what then
passed for dancing on American
Bandstand).
But I keep returning to a few
troubling questions about those halcyon days in 45387: Where were the
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faculty members that looked like
me? Why did the leading black faculty member (one of two) not speak
to me or acknowledge me once
in five years? Why were my co-op
placements so problematic and why
did people keep asking me if I knew
Eleanor? (I didn’t.) Why did Antioch
make it hard for me to do AEA in
East Africa? Was I really as mediocre
a student as my grades reflected?
How many black students who entered between 1956 and 1960 had
left, and what was done to help
them not to leave? Why did I stay?
With a half-century of hindsight
under my belt, I returned to Yellow
Springs thinking of the earlier wonderful days of strolling to class, sitting on the grass around campus,
sitting in the Caf or C Shop killing
time, thinking about the time that I
was verbally attacked for not marching at Gegner’s. In Yellow Springs, I
thought about the current Antioch
students (who were remarkably not
interested in my residency sessions,
but “townies” and students from
nearby colleges were!) and what
current students were and were not
learning. The list of things that I did
not learn about at Antioch is significant to me. Perhaps that’s because I
am an historian. In my undergraduate days, I did not learn about: black
people, segregation and racism in
Yellow Springs when we were there;
Palestinians; Native Americans; the
nature of capitalism or existence of
apartheid or the political status of
Puerto Rico; James Baldwin; Adam
Clayton Powell, Jr., Harriet Tubman;
W.E.B. DuBois, British colonialism
in Africa, the transatlantic trade in
Africans, or any African American
history.
There’s lots more I thought
about since my 2012 sojourn, but I
will stop here. Inasmuch as America
is having serial conversations on
race, I can hope to resume this conversation with some of you when I
see you in June And you can remind
me of the black folk I forgot.
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NB: Another thing: I don’t remember any of our teachers going
barefoot. On my latest visit, I saw a
barefoot teacher moving through a
campus building, followed by a slew
of barefoot students. I stared with
my mouth open, pushed my glasses
up and wondered, WT....?
AUGUST 9 –11, 2012
ANTIOCH COLLEGE
RESIDENCY
Dr. Martia Goodson ‘65 is an historian with special interests in American
and African-American history. Trained as
an oral historian, she has written about
slave narratives and about collectors of
slave narratives in Journal of the National
Medical Association and Western Journal of
Black Studies, among others. She authored
Chronicles of Faith: The Autobiography of
Frederick D. Patterson.
Current projects are on the New
York African Burial Ground Project and
about black women and Harlem politics
in the era of the Adam Clayton Powells.
She taught in the Black Studies program
at Baruch College-City University of New
York for more than three decades.
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FRIDAY, AUGUST 9
Some of Dem Bones: The New York African Burial
Ground in Historical Perspective
7:00–9:00 p.m., McGregor Hall #113, Antioch campus
This lecture will describe the excavated cemetery and the African Burial Ground Project which unearthed the history of those who built New York. The
re-discovery of the site in downtown Manhattan, the
pro- tests and research projects are explored in this
discussion of the largest archeological find of the 20th
century. A sum-mary of the scientific findings (biological, archeologi-cal, and anthropological reports) and
the current status of the National Monument are background for the presentation. The reports are available
at: http://www.nps.gov/afbg/historyculture/archaeology-reports.htm.
In 1990 construction workers excavating for a federal office building in Lower Manhattan uncovered bones that led to
the rediscovery of the African Burial Ground, a 18th century
cemetery in which enslaved Africans were buried. Four hundred
of the thousands of remains buried, were exhumed and analyzed, providing a new understanding of the harsh conditions
in which enslaved Africans lived in New York City. The site is
now managed by the Federal Parks Service. In this residency, Dr.
Goodson explores historical, social, journalistic, anthropological aspects of this rediscovery from colonial America.
UNWELCOME HISTORY:
THE [ENSLAVED]
AFRICAN PRESENCE ON
OLD NEW YORK
An Antioch College
Interdisciplinary Residency
Kevin McGruder,
assistant professor of history, is Pleased to announce an
interdisciplinary residency, featuring
historian an Antioch alumna
Dr. Martia Goodson ’65
SATURDAY, AUGUST 10
Colonial Newspapers: Complicit with Slavery
10:00 a.m.–noon, McGregor Hall #149, Antioch campus
This workshop examines and inter-prets newspaper content about Africans in colonial New York newspapers. Participants will study, especially, the sale and
“freedom-seeker” ads published between the 1730s
and the 1770s
Voices from the Graves: The Telling Teeth and
Talking Bones of the New York African Burial
Ground
2:00–4:00 p.m., McGregor Hall #149, Antioch campus
In this workshop, we will study the descriptions
from skeletal biologists and archeologists about the
children, women and men who labored in Old New
York between the 1690s and 1790s. We will examine
and interpret images of skele-tons of children, women
and men whose re-mains were excavated from the
African Burial Ground.
SUNDAY, AUGUST 11
Creating Art from History: A Workshop
2:00–5:00 p.m., McGregor Hall #149, Antioch campus
Dr. Goodson will read excerpts of historical fiction
from Black Bones, her multidisciplinary work on the
African Burial Ground Project.
Armed with a fact sheet on Old New York, a map
of the colonial settlement, and other images, participants will discuss and begin to create their own works
of art.
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KAREN [WEBBER]
THEN AND NOW
4B.A. Biology
4AEA at Perugia, Italy
FA M I LY
4Husband, Fritz Mulhauser
4Son, Christopher
ADDRESS
4319 7th Street, NE
Washington, DC 20002
[email protected]
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I E I T H E R B L A M E or credit
Antioch for who I am today, depending on the day. I once had to describe
Antioch using only seven words. I said,
“social responsibility, social responsibility, social responsibility, social”.
While a student at Antioch, I was
of course a member of the com-munity. I benefitted from all that community provided, but I was never really active in CG, ComCil or AdCil. I
voted, I knew who had been elected,
I followed things in the Record, but it
surprises me now that I did not take
more advantage of the learning experience of community and community
governance while I was there.Antioch
was part of my very shy phase. But
what follows is a bit of a description
of what I’ve done since Antioch as
examples of how ingrained community became the fiber of who I am.
While at Antioch, the best community
I could ever imagine when I traveled
with three other Antioch students
in what we called an experiment in
communication without words. We
hitchhiked in Israel, Turkey, Greece
and Yugoslavia, folk dancing and puppeteer-ing what we called communication without words, and Co-op &
AEA gave us credit!
While I studied biology at
Antioch and had some graduate education at Tufts Medical School on
my way to finding a cure for cancer
or some other medical mystery, I decided in 1966 that I’d rather work
with people than with rats, and I’d
like to find a way to get over being
shy. But what to do since my education was in science? I taught junior
and high school sciences and the shy
girl found herself giving guidance
and information to students about
their sexuality. This led to the next
chapter in my life of social responsibility, problem pregnancy counseling
in Boston, training family planning
professionals in WA, OR, ID and AK,
and the steepest ever experiential
learning curve possible as Executive
Director of NARAL, The National
Abortion Rights Action League.
Here is just how embedded
Antioch instilled a sense of community — without my even being
aware of it.
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ABORTION
RIGHTS
ACTION LEAGUE, NARAL AND THE
WOMEN EXECUTIVE DIRECTORS’ COMMU-
In 1975 [after I’d established
the DC office of NARAL (National
Abortion Rights Action League) in
1973], I was asked to be the national
Executive Director, and the national
office was moved to DC from New
York. Knowing the challenge this
would be for a young woman who
had never taken a management
course, I approached 8 women who
were leading nonprofit groups. I did
not know most of them.
They all confessed that they also
had never taken management courses
and I asked if they would all like to
meet as a group. We formed a community that met monthly for several
years. We helped write each other’s
bylaws and personnel policies; we
helped each other deal with difficult
boards and board chairs; we discussed
how to fire difficult staff; we brought
in experts when we needed them.
And I am fairly confident that the
Antioch experiential learning model
taught us at least as much as management courses. We were a strong support system. Everything we said in
our meetings was in confidence and
this became a model of community
that I have re-created many times.
NITY:
PEACE AND SECURITY NETWORKS:
When Reagan was elected, he scared
me at least as much as he scared the
Soviets and I was asked to start two
anti-nuclear weapons organizations,
Citizens Against Nuclear War and the
Center For Education on Nuclear
War. One was a coalition of almost
70 national groups that had nothing
in common except that they passed
resolutions in support of freezing
the production of nuclear weapons.
The Center was the fiscal sponsor
for many projects, including Women
for A Meaningful Summit, a network
or community that urged President
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Reagan Mikhail Gorbachev to include
women at summit meetings when issues of war and peace were considered.This brought me and dozens of
women to Geneva, Iceland, DC and
Russia to insist that women become
part of the negotiating process. Both
groups gave me access to work with
peace and security groups and I convened various collaborative projects
such as delegations to both GOP and
Democratic political conventions to
advocate for halting nuclear weapons production.
CONSULTINGWOMEN: In 1990 after I had my own consulting business
for two years, I was approached by
friends who wanted to know how to
start a business; how to set fees; how
to market and even to know how to
describe skills and experiences. I said
that I was just making it up as I went
along, but that I’d be happy to meet
and we could make it up together.
Initially there were 7 or 8 of us who
met monthly and it was another
amazing support network in which
we helped each other with marketing messages, wrote each other into
contracts and talked through problem solving. The group grew organically, but the men stopped coming.
Eventually, we called ourselves
Consulting Women, an amazing safe
environment or community where
we share information, admit there
are things we do not know and help
each other. And in DC, information
is power and sharing information is
like sharing power, and that does not
happen often. In any case, the group
kept growing with meetings, usually
around my conference room table
and it morphed to adapt to changing
communications with the Internet.
Now it is an active professional
listserv that I manage for over 800
DC area self-employed women. Basic
membership is free for the listserv full membership allows members to
post their profiles on the internet,
a website I manage that we use for
marketing our work and services.
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Karen with Hillary Clinton in 2001 at the Women’s Equality Summit tha she organized
of this community, such as neighborhood groups, coaches, writers,
fund-raisers and the International
Consulting Women which I convene.
And in every case, the sub-network
is a support group, responding to requests for information, collaborating
and helping each other find clients,
writing each other into contracts
and offering each other training.
COMMUNITY OFFICE SPACE: Early
in my consulting business, I moved
my office from my home to a central
downtown location. I signed a lease
for 3,000 square feet, much larger than
I needed, with the vision of subleasing
to other consultants, and creating a
community. I stayed in that office location for over 20 years until I moved my
office to my home. A serious bout of
lyme disease and bell’s palsy discouraged me from renewing the office
lease. There were challenges managing this network with ever-changing
subleases, but the spirit of sharing, collaborating and mutual support created
the community I was seeking!
WOMEN’S INFORMATION NETWORK
(WIN) :
In early 1988, I was asked by
the Dukakis Presidential campaign
if I would go to Iowa. The campaign had many twenty-somethings
and needed some grownups. I met
and worked with an exceptional
young woman who was coordinating the Ames region as her first job
out of college, and we became lifelong friends. She and other young
women who had worked in the
1988 presidential campaign moved
to Washington, DC after the election
and approached me for guidance on
how to make Washington, DC more
welcoming to young, prochoice,
Democratic women. They said they
had expected more from the second
generation feminists (my age cohort)
and did not find us helpful in opening doors for younger women.
What emerged at a dinner I
hosted with the eight young women
and eight of my friends, was Women’s
Information Network - WIN, a powerful network esta-blished to empower
young women, create networking and
mentoring opportunities and form
networks (communities) specific to
various careers and issues. WIN now
sponsors “Women Opening Doors
for Women dinner parties annually. I
was asked to form and chair the WIN
Advisory Council and each year since
1994, the Karen Mulhauser Award
is given to the Washington woman
leader who has done the most that
year to help young women.
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Karen and Gloria Steinem with WIN members
While leading national organizations, I was often the one who
convened coalition and networking
meetings. I thought it was fine that
there were many organizations with
common goals because they often
had different tactics and offered different doors to enter the common
challenge and the policy debates.
Some wanted to chain themselves to
the White House fence while others
wanted to sit in meetings. As long
as they respect each other — why
not many as they work on common
goals? It just made more sense to me
to collaborate, to build community,
rather than to compete.
WOMEN FOR OBAMA: Now that
I think of it, it is likely that Barack
Obama’s community organizing background and collaborative approach is
what attracted me early to his 2008
campaign resulting in a contract as
Senior Advisor to coordinate Women
for Obama in the DC area. That, plus
I know Michelle Obama and had
helped hire her from a corporate law
firm to lead Public Allies in Chicago.
After 20 years working for
Congress and federal agencies, Fritz
let GAO buy him out and give us
health benefits for the rest of our lives.
I thought he’d become a consultant
because he saw how much fun I was
having, but he joined a band instead,
some-thing he’d obviously wanted to
do since junior high. He volunteered
at the local ACLU during the day and
played music at night. This was his
good right brain/left brain balance until he fell asleep and drove off the road
one early morning.After three months
in the hospital and three months in a
hospital bed at home, he went back
to ACLU and decided he could be
more help if he were an attorney. So,
in his 50s, he continued to volunteer
at ACLU and go to Georgetown School
of Law at night. He’s been a senior staff
attorney ever since. I love that story of
reinvention.
For good right brain/left brain balancing,
I make gingerbread houses in December
to prepare for winter. This Antioch Main
Building raised almost $1,000 for
Antioch with an online raffle.
Life has been a series of unanticipated surprises. I have served on 35
nonprofit boards, have organized international conferences, have raised millions of dollars, worked in Presidential
campaigns, taken huge risks, and now,
devote most of my time to volunteer activities and to mentoring young professionals.Over the years,I have also started
organizations such as America’s Impact,
a political committee to support candidates with responsible foreign policy
positions, & Trusted Sources, a voter engagement project. Currently, I chair the
UN Association-USA with its 150 chapters, serve on Antioch’s Alumni Board
and chair the Women’s Information
Network Advisory Council.
One constant in my eclectic
life is my wonderful husband, Fritz,
whose life has been as eclectic as
mine. We met in a faculty meeting
back in September 1967 and we
were married the following August.
Sara and Chris
We have one son, Chris who,
with his wife Sara, makes us endlessly proud. They live in Oakland,
CA where he finds ways to feed
his passion for music by playing in
bands and making guitars and she is
an architect at Bloom Energy.
With regard to victories for humanity, my all-time favorite birthday
card is from an Antioch student who
was co-oping in DC in 2007. When
I turned 64, she made a lovely card
that said, “Be ashamed to die until
you have won some victory for humanity — so I guess you can keel
over any time you’d like to.”
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SHERRAID
THEN AND NOW
4B.A. Japanese Design
4MAT, Antioch-Putney
FA M I LY
4Jack Miler
ADDRESS
4305 Allen Street
Yellow Springs, OH 45387
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S U M M A R I Z I N G M Y L I F E for
the upcoming 50th college reunion
I wonder where to begin. 50 years,
well, 72 actually, is a long time to
look back on and perhaps it would
be best to start with the now and
work back. I live in Yellow Springs in
my parents’ front yard in a Japanese
style house that my brother, Andy,
built for me in the early 90s. I am
very involved with the Dayton
Printmakers’ Cooperative and try to
spend three or four days a week in
Dayton at the studio printing and
helping others to print. Here in YS
until recently I volunteered at the
Glen and helped with their membership committee and the Nature
Shop. I also gallery sit for the Yellow
Springs Arts Council’s gallery and
participate in a number of area
shows each year.
Printmaking is my passion.
Living so close to the parents I am
the designated care-giver and have
been looking out for them since I
first moved back to Yellow Springs
in 1992 with the dream job of bringing a group of Kyoto Seika University
students to Antioch to study each fall.
In Kyoto each spring I would meet
the group in Kyoto and teach a few
classes of English conversation and
composition and the culture and adventure of studying at Antioch. The
group would come in time to join
with the Fresh- man orientation and
then with Antioch roommates have
one quarter study here in YS. Often
the KSU students would be those
Antiochians who wanted to go study
at Kyoto the there was a lot of back
and forth and chances for friends to
meet up again in another setting. I
retired from this exchange in 2000
and began my new life as a full-time
artist and printmaker. At Antioch in
the 60’s I studied art and Japanese
and was able to join the first Waseda
study group in Tokyo in 1963. We
had a summer’s orientation and intensive language study before starting special classes at Waseda and living with host families. Back in those
days a dollar got you 360 yen and
most Japanese did not have phones
in their homes, or heat.
It was before the bullet trains
when most Japanese traveled by
public transportation and cars/traffic
were not problems in Tokyo.The tallest building was the Kasumigaseki
Building and the airport was at
Haneda. A quick mono-rail ride from
downtown. Our arrival was big
news and although it took us ages
to get to Japan, via Hawaii and Wake
Island on a propeller Flying Tiger,
we were met by TV cameras and
treated royally. Frank Lloyd Wright’s
Imperial Hotel was still in Tokyo and
there were only two subway lines,
the Ginza and the Yamate (before
Yamanote) sen.
We all graduated Antioch in
1965 to Martin Luther King’s speech
and I remember thinking that he
was bi-lingual in English and his
address to us was inspiring. After
Antioch I returned to Japan, married
Dewey Webster, did “alternative service” in Japan for two years but not
enjoying the teaching as I had no
idea what I was doing. After Dewey
rode off into the sunset on his huge
HONDA I went to Hawaii to try to
get into the East-West Center to continue my Japanese studies but was
turned down and returned to Yellow
Springs where I entered the graduate program in teaching. I met and
married Jack Miller and we went off
to Putney for graduate school and
then Brattleboro where Jack did alternative service (Vietnam still going
on) at the Brattleboro Retreat and I
taught at the School for International
Training. This was where I finally
learned how to teach ESL and enjoy the classes while helping the
students to improve their English.
My fellow teachers were very supportive and we helped each other
to have a top notch program. Jack
was accepted to graduate school
in Bangor, Wales, and we set off for
a year in Wales while he studied
Victorian Literature and I studied
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Some of Sherraid’s artwork
painting and knitted Welsh wool
sweaters.
Jack and I returned to Ohio in
the early 70’s and lived in Marysville
with my Antioch roommate Helen
Ryan, and in New Antioch when
I taught languages at Wilmington
College. This time it was I who rode
off into the sunset and I joined a
tour of China which had just opened
to visitors and spent three weeks
thrilled to be seeing everything from
the Great Wall, to the Peking Opera
and the streets of Shanghai. On the
way back I stopped in Tokyo and decided to stay in Japan.
In 1977 I found a job in Tokyo
with the Japanese Peace Corps (Japan
Cooperation Volunteers JOCV) and
married Masahiro Shintani a friend
from days at Waseda. We moved
with JOCV to Nagano and were
able to rent a huge old farmhouse
in the country and became teachers and gardeners. The intensive
English taught to the JOCV students
allowed them to go teach in a variety of Asian and African countries.
Masahiro and I traveled to Kenya
for a month to visit students on site
and later to India where we met old
work camp friends and got to visit
Kerala and the community started
by Arthur Morgan. After losing my
dream job at JOCV I was able to find
work at Nanzan Jr. College in Nagoya
and began years of commuting by
bus from Nagano to Nagoya. When
that grew to be too much travel we
moved to Toyahashi and I worked for
Aichi University up through the 80’s
when I happened to meet Setsuko
Tsuji sitting on my parents’ back
porch having just taken a Japanese
bath. She was just developing the
Kyoto Seika/Antioch exchange and
I was eager to return to Ohio to be
near my parents.Things just seemed
to work out.
At first living in Yellow Springs
and working at Antioch there was
quite a bit of culture shock. It felt
that I had just erased 30 years of
my life and I was again an Antioch
Student and having to readjust to being American. Although the original
year in Japan (1963) was hard, it was
exciting and the language was new
and the host family supportive and
the program excellent. There was
support. The re-entry shock was inside and invisible.What happened to
Scott-sensei? How could I be right
back where I had started? It took a
while to find my sea-legs but the exchange allowed me to have the best
of both worlds while I adjusted.
These days I am single with
three pets. Mom is still alive and
doing well at 97. She needs hearing aids and has compromised sight
from macular degeneration. But
she is a fighter and keeps walking
daily, rides an indoor bike when the
weather is bad, she reads and picks
up after my brother who has taken
on cooking for her. We have a good
setup with a lot of support.
Life is good and watching the
college rising from the dead is wonderful. I live next to the golf course
and am thrilled to have the farm next
door. The solar panels make me feel
that we really are working on the
environment. The Wellness Center
is where I swim and exercise daily
as well as walking my dog and cat
on the golf course. It is a comfort to
be retired and doing things that are
pleasant and positive.
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GARY R.
THEN AND NOW
4B.S. Physics
4PhD Biophysics, Univ. of PA
4A.M. [Hon] Harvard Univ.
4M. Div Theological School,
Andover
FA M I LY
4Wife, Linnea Löf
4Daughters, Leah, Ariel, Nina
4Six grandchildren
ADDRESS
42 Carlisle Terrace
Natick, MA 01760
508 647 4042
cell: 617 365-1094
[email protected]
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M Y P R O F E S S I O N A L L I F E is in
transition now as I slowly end my
work of the past 40 years as a laboratory scientist and segue into the
next phase, conducting clinical research on pain and serving as a hospital chaplain.
Antioch was such a positive experience in my life. I had opportunities to teach on a one-to-one level,
both as the teaching assistant in
Physics and as a tennis instructor in
PE, and these were the most fun and
gratifying academic experiences at
Antioch. At graduation I knew that
I wanted to continue in such an
open and welcoming community,
and with the opportunity to always
be learning, so I went immediately
to graduate school, in biophysics, to
earn the PhD that would qualify me
to teach at a small liberal arts college. (Amazing now to realize how
naïve I was about academic politics and the realities of which most
students are ignorant.) In graduate
school, however, I was shanghaied
by the lure of “discovery,” and found
out that finding out new things and
working at the edge of ignorance
was more stimulating than anything
I’d imagined before. Although my
doctoral research was in photosynthesis, I switched to studying nerve
membranes, ion channels and drugs,
then anesthesia, more recently struggling to understand the factors that
contribute to the onset and persistence of chronic pain.
For 30 years I “Professed” at
Harvard Medical School, but retired from regular lecturing several
years ago. During that time I guided
6 graduate students through their
dissertation research and mentored
more than 40 Post-graduate fellows
and residents. I also was a co-author and mentor for student authors
in two medical textbooks, one on
Cardiovascular Disease and another
in Principles of Pharmacology.These
are used widely in medical education and friends from decades ago
contact me to ask if I’m the same
guy who wrote those books – this
happens more often if you have an
unusual name. So I did find ways to
teach, and still do in new ways, and
this continues to be most rewarding;
thanks to Antioch for starting me on
that path, and to the professors like
Walter Cannon, John Dawson and
Jud Jerome, who modelled good
teaching for me
My interest in pain is not restricted to an academic, intellectual
curiosity but has been extended to
a concern and caring for those who
are suffering.That passion led me to
return to school, at Andover Newton
Theological School, to study and earn
a Masters of Divinity degree. The
community and the relationships at
“ANTS” evoked many memories of
Antioch, and while taking courses
about Unitarian Universalism (my
adopted religion for the past 20
years) I was delighted to learn that
Antioch had been a recognized institution for educating progressive
ministers, many of them Unitarians,
men and women, since the mid-nineteenth century.
Graduate work in theology
might seem a far cry from biophysics, but science and “progressive” religion have some notable similarities.
For one, both activities are expressions of a search for understanding,
of the very human attribute of curiosity. I gained a deeper appreciation
of my scientific quests, and their career-bending evolution, when I was
in theological school; in science we
never addressed the question of epistemology, how we know what we
(think) we know, but it’s so central
to our understanding of our selves
and the universe. And in chaplaincy,
with its call to be fully present with
another, to listen compassionately
and respond gently, truthfully, one
can’t escape the realization that our
knowledge feels along at the growing edge of ignorance. I didn’t understand what I knew until I face all
that I did not know. “Science’ might
occasionally render one humble, but
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Wedding walk with Linnea
ministry always invites one into that
place.
Recently I founded an interdisciplinary Women’s Pain Group at my
work place, the Brigham & Women’s
Hospital, in Boston, to better understand sex differences in pain perception, and the underlying mechanisms.
I am also working at empowering folks to deal with their pain
through Self-Managed Care programs, incorporating exercise,
meditation, narrative writing, reiki
and massage, counseling and support groups. At my local UU church
(UUAC Sherborn) I started a Senior
Men’s Group and this winter I am
a co-leader for a four-part workshop
on Death and Dying.
It seems that the broad perspective gained from my Antioch liberal
education, and the seed of teaching
that germinated there, has found
fruit in these latest ventures.
Linnea Löf (of Denver Colorado)
and I were married 7 years ago, and
have been becoming ever happier
since then. Between us we have 6
children and 6 grandchildren. My
oldest kids, Leah (born during my
senior year at Antioch), who is a
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teacher in Menlo Park CA, and her
sister Ariel, who teaches Spanish
and Latin American Studies at St.
Olaf College, Northfield MN, are the
issue of my marriage with Artemis
Chakerian (Antioch 1961-64), a
friend still and living in Albuquerque
NM. Nina, daughter from a second
marriage, lives in Charlotte NC and
is in college and her brother David
lives in Ithaca NY where his wife,
Collenne, is completing a degree in
Urban Planning at Cornell. Linnea
and I spend as much time as possible out of doors, kayaking and hiking near Boston. We also enjoy skiing, with friends Emmy and Rick
Hausman (class of ’67, and my freshman year roommate) in Vermont,
and at the Löf family cabin in
Breckenridge Colorado.
We also both love horses and
have been on several week long trail
rides in the Rockies. Another pied a
terre, and center for mountain and
desert hikes, is Tucson AZ, in the mobile home where my parents lived
for 30 years.
Occasionally I am inspired to
write poetry (thanks to an early, critical exposure with Jud Jerome) and
I painted watercolors (plein aire, abstract landscapes) in the past, not
much lately.These are creative activities that complement my research
and teaching, and I hope to do more
of them, if I ever retire, a verb I’m
trying to cope with.
“Victory for Humanity” is a
phrase that still dis-comforts me.
I’m not sure that I have the hubris
to identify any of my activities as
In Wyoming with friend Ronnie Fernandez
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such, yet I do find that in each chaplaincy visit, to the sick and the dying,
and their families, there is a spiritual
thread held, shared, recognized, that
contributes to weave the world together. That I might be part of that
whole fabric is a blessing.
Antioch’s recent rise has been
exciting and inspiring to me. Just before the College closed I had started
serving on a Science Advisory Board,
and some of us alumni e.g., John
Dawson, for whom I was a teaching
assistant in Physics, worked together
to develop a new science and math
curriculum for the re-born College.
Its recent accreditation is a shared
joy and I am grateful to all those
folks who made it so. I look forward
to returning to Yellow Springs, to
teach, to listen and to learn from the
College where so much of myself
first took wing.
Bernie Guyer calls me when
he’s in town and we kibitz over coffee. Barry Singer, with whom I was
a hall “mother” in Mills for a year,
writes from Southeast Asia, when
provoked. Hausman and I reminisce
through increasingly faulty memories, but luxurious imaginations. For
years I ex-changed letters, then emails, even a visit in Vancouver, with
my dear friend, the late Steve Straker.
I miss him. Our 50th Anniversary
Reunion calls loudly to me and I
have every intention of joining all of
you there.
50th ANNIVERSARY BOOK
Confused and amused by data, with research colleagues Alla Khodorova
and Jean-Pierre Montmayeur
Gary with grandchildren Jake and
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