Marquette University - Hilltop Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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 Sammy? What do you want now? Oh. he did? Ask him if he can spell up. No? Tell him u-p The phone rests back on its receiver, a puff of smoke clouds a resumed interview. Dr. Keith Algozin motions with his pipe, That was my son. He just spelled man with magnetic letters on the refrigerator. Alogozin sees his teaching role as one of simplifying in order to build a broad perspective, to create a freedom liberated by critical judgements. He supports faculty publishing as a healthy communication and education, a chance for refinement through professional reaction, but he delegates his time fairly between teaching and writing. He and his wife, her masters in German literature and languages from Marquette, share daily translation sessions and concentrated summer work. Walking is his daily challenge. Sesame Street his occasional relief. I consider it a personal failure if I take a bus. Walking back and forth between Marquette and Sherman Boulevard consumes a good two hours a day but it's worth it. It helps me sort out my thoughts. The books that line the tiny Grandmora compartment and the pleasant haze of pipe smoke frame a smile and a closing reference, Bert and Ernie are two of the funniest — they're even better than human characters. 2 0

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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

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Once upon a time you might find yourself somewhere between the Memorial Library and Lalumiere Hall, when suddenly, from out of nowhere. you will be smote down by a rapidly moving wheeled object. Don't be alarmed. It will only be Prof. Felix Wassermann on his way to the library to tend to the window exhibits which are his. The material used in them comes from the vast collection of such pictures which seemingly generate themselves in his office on the fourth floor of Lalumiere Hall. When you visit Dr. Wassermann in his office (he loves visitors), be prepared to share a chair with some pictures, or to visit from out in the hall. Here at Marquette. Wassermann usually teaches a course on some great age of Western Civilization. With his emphasis on the visual approach. he occasionally borrows some piece of equipment or another. Then one will spend hours trying to persuade a slide projector to regurgitate a slide which Dr. Wassermann persuaded it to gobble up. Anyway, he would never leave without saying thank you. and then threatening to come and see you again tomorrow, before shuffling off to attend to some present ambition which most other people nearing eighty would get tired just thinking about. But then this is Dr. Wassermann. and he will tell you that Hell is where there is no work and where all you do is sleep and drink Coca-Cola! 2 1