Archive for April, 2009
Ira Stollak
After graduating in 1969 I married my high school sweetheart and spent a year teaching English to upstate New York farm kids while my wife finished her degree. I was someone from Mars to them – they’d never heard anyone speak of class war, racism, or imperialism. Contemplating an academic career, I earned an [...]
Barry Willdorf
Two months after the strike, Bonnie and I got married. I had a year of law school left. Bonnie had 2 years to go at Barnard. Bonnie went to the SDS convention that summer. I worked for the Emergency Civil Liberties Committee doing what law students inevitably do for honchos like Kunstler, the Lubels, Hank [...]
Tom Ehrenberg
After Columbia, I stayed in New York City for another two or three years, knocking around in various jobs. I ended up marrying Margaret Dale Wright, and after our first child was born we moved to Vermont, where we set up housekeeping, had three more kids, and integrated ourselves into the life of our community. [...]
Dan Leighton
I have been impressed while reading about others’ lives at the good efforts at social justice so many have made since ‘68. As part of our common legacy, I want to share a little about my own sporadic efforts since my arrest in April ‘68 to remain faithful to something important that we all [...]
Woody Lewis
After graduation, I spent the summer of ’69 working at the Columbia Bureau of Applied Social Research. I’d been playing in rock bands for money during my senior year and I think I needed a break, though I did play a couple of gigs to keep my hand in. I had no idea what I [...]
Morris Grossner
Columbia strikers would remember me as Morris Grossner, as I used my stepfather’s surname through my Columbia days. I was one of the 6 students threatened with disciplinary action, leading to the 1968 Columbia rebellion. I recently learned from the Columbia 68 Homepage that the administration had informed the draft board that I was expelled [...]
Steven Marx
In January, when we first received word of next week’s reunion, my wife Jan Howell Marx and I agreed to go. The topics and speakers promised a pooling of wisdom about how to relate to a world which had become worse than the one we confronted head on in 1968. It would also be a [...]
Mike Golash
Deirdre and I got married in May of 1971 in St Paul’s Chapel. Deirdre had graduated from Barnard in 1970 and taken some graduate courses the following year.
After our marriage we moved to Washington, DC. I had never finished my graduate work after 1968 and I was not particularly interested in being [...]
Jane Kinzler
I guess I’ve always felt myself to be an outsider, so, in true spirit, my relationships to the political scene at Columbia, and anywhere in fact, before and afterward, have been from the outside, and from the personal. For years, I felt like an observer in my own life, that I was perennially thirteen years [...]
Nancy Biberman
The notion of summing up my life during the past four decades to a group of virtual strangers has been daunting. First, I had to get past “do I even want to do this”? And then, if so, what to say, when to make time to write? Reading everyone’s stories has inspired me, [...]
