University of Georgia - Pandora Yearbook (Athens, GA)

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lQimet RARE WISDOM AND RED GRAVY Dean William Tate: On attitudes of youth in a supermarket age: Bread to them means something their mother buys every Saturday, wrapped in cellophane, that despisable Yankee con- traption designed to keep Southerners from their food. On accepting current information as if it will hold true in the future: When I look at the students on our Georgia campus, I do not wonder whether this boy or that might be president of the United States, I wonder whether we are teaching them any- thing as foolish as I was taught about population and people just 30 years ago in a formal treatise on economics. (As a student, Dean Tate says, he had learned in a course that population of Western nations would decline in 1950 and become stationary. Instead it has boomed more than three- fold.) On changing positions: I ' d rather be dean of men at Georgia than president of Harvard. On eating: Only an expert knows about ham gravy. It ' s how you dip the spoon into it. On Sherman ' s March to the Sea: Even today when I see a Yankee light a match, I flinch. The Atlanta Journal, Ian. 37, 7962.

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»tl ! DEAN WILLIAM TATE To Dean William Tate (always called Bill by his close friends and associates) there goes up on his retirement a uni- versal acclaim that is well deserved. He is unique in many respects, and as a whole it may well be said that there is and has been none other like him in the annals of the University. He is even tempered, always the same, never frustrated, never excited, always sociable. And always talkative, and generally with something to say well worth listening to. He was an excellent student in the University. In a class in Georgia History taught by this writer, Bill made the highest mark ever given in that class. He absorbed like a sponge Georgia history, and especially the history of the University. But Bill was not a grind or bookworm. History came easy to him as indeed did whatever the other courses had to offer. Thus, he had time to enter athletic activities and become a hard-to-beat cross-country runner. But in addition to being a staid historian, Bill is a folklorist of sorts. He knows many good stories, all respectable, and most of them were taken from factual backgrounds. He always liked his native haunts of Fairmount, in the northern part of the state, and on the slightest provocation he will talk for hours on what happened there, including a great deal about his Mama, who was a banker as well as a leader in other activities. 27 A. .