Marquette University - Hilltop Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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The world of Liberal Arts at Marquette University is seldom less chaotic than the Milwaukee Zoo at feeding time. With everything from a semester honor roll to the constant transfer of students, office work is paramount to all else at times of the year. But in the office of Father Francis Landwermeyer time can sometimes stand still for a moment before the next inter-office memo flies across the desk. Administrator, counselor and a former yearbook moderator. Landwermeyer is no new player at the university scene. His Jesuit years have sent him from private school to private school under many guises but always with many of the same reasons — education of the person. If Landwermeyer's life is anywhere as jumbled as his office quarters, the University could be in potential danger. Cigarette air and paper piles lend an atmosphere of false ineptness to his work order. But his dormitory jaunts through Marquette's residence halls have created a much more livable image of Landwermeyer than his assistant deanship of Liberal Arts. His candid views on everything from Marquette to the world in general have earned a reputation from floor to floor. On a typical walk down Wisconsin Avenue. Landwermeyer is liable to meet many students who at least recogcze the face if not the name. And during his time at Marquette, he would like to see things remain that open. As most Jesuits, Landwermeyer has spent many years on the road — traveling from university to prep school to college. Former addresses include Texas. Missouri and Massachusetts. He holds his legal address in Boston for many reasons including the fact that Massachusetts was the only state to not vote for Nixon in 1972. But as long as he is at Marquette students are his interest and existence — and of course the paper work in Liberal Arts. 1 8

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 The image of a stuffy professor, befoggled and etherealizing away on some moot and distant theme. Is hopelessly shattered in the classroom of Dr. Kent A. Kirwan. There, as in the classical ideal, learning comes as a process of conversation, of questions and answers that lead to more questions. Finding and living the good life — which Kirwan explains as the essential search of the great political philosophers, is for him in the academic community of Marquette. His down-to-earth discussions are well known for their liveliness and spicy openness; he is disarmingly honest and affectionate on either side of the classroom door. Kirwan believes in the need to constantly evaluate the fundamental questions of political philosophy — because they are unchanging. and because we are in need of new answers for each new age of man. He and Deborah, his wife, invite his students into his home each year to pursue these questions with a good keg of wine, and cheese and crackers. Adam and Daniel, their two sons, are of the age when they can throw a couple of leading questions about Locke and Rousseau at you ... so be careful if you want to drop names. 1 7

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With characteristic elan. Dr. John Pick gestures and discourses as if his 29-year professorship at Marquette were only just beginning. The remarkable clarity, boldness. and wit that from ages past has typified the English literary tradition, is alive and well, perhaps formidably so. moving amongst the circles of higher appreciation on campus. Eminently presentable in blue deck shoes, plaid jacket, and bow-tie. or perhaps an English tweed. Pick is comfortable with a core-curriculum course each semester, for he feels that it is here that so many young scholars will make the big decisions about their direction in the English literatures. One believes that he would like to be there when they do — With it all, Pick is comfortable with the great fredom he is given within the University. Almost single-handedly amassing the Fine Arts Collection, he has given much to the University, not the least of which is his devotion to challenging and widening the sensibilities and minds of his students. His invitation to students is always open — but beware the lurking intellect within this graciour gentleman. We all think he'll secretly relish the day when his ivy-leav d colleagues slanderously refer to him as J.P. — God's gift to Marquette . 1 9