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Shorewood WI 87 - 88

January 14, 1987

Greetings from Shorewood (Milw.) Wisconsin,

We left Jerusalem November 30 and have since been happily ensconced in the home of Lisa's parents. The kids took the 18 hour journey rather well. We have all enjoyed good health since we arrived.

Deember now seems something of a blur. My first goal was to write an article on the Tax Reform Act and its effect on Milwaukee area real estate activity, reasoning that this would help get me the entry-level CPA job that I was seeking. The resulting piece is now scheduled to appear next week in a local business weekly around mid-month, I interviewed with and was offered a position by Seidman & Seidman/BDO, the country's 12th largest and worldwide the 10th largest CPA firm. They even have offices in Israel affiliated with them. They hired me knowing that I am here only through April 1988, at which time I expect to return to Tel Aviv to try a practice there (maybe even at a BDO affiliate). During the month I also flew into NYC for a day with Yehiel to visit my mother's parents and I spent two days in Minneapolis lecturing on the Israeli economy. Both trips were predictably fun. New Year's eve was tame.

January 4 I began my formal S & S -career with a week's training at the Houstonian conference Center and Hotel, with another 125 new staff accountants from around the country. The facilities were opulent and the food excessively tasty. I ran, ate and took saunas to my heart's content. I also made my first mistakes on the company's time. I also spent a few night's with my sister-in-law, who is soon returning to Israel.

I started real work 3 days ago and so far it has been tolerable. So far I have not done much more than bookeeping, but I expect more interesting work before my career is over.

Lisa is currently home with both kids. Yehiel, who turned 2 a month ago, will start an 8 AM -noon program/ 5 days per week, in March. It has the most Jewish programming of any daycare offering, which, though it is offered by the Chabad Lubavitch, is not all that much. He definitely needs that structure that he got from daycare in Jerusalem. It is a real effort in frigid suburbia to find other kids for him to play with. Our five-month old daughter, Orly, has a very agreeable disposition, cooing at everything. She has begun to turn over. Yehiel can count to 10 and has a growing vocabulary.

One of my major worries about our sojourn in the US, that I would get hooked on US speculative markets is proving unwarranted, so far. With the latest stock market surge, I have been content on the sidelines, in mutual funds. Becoming an accountant has increased the conservativeness of my financial practices.

Overall, returning to America has been remarkably void of culture shock. I am back to reading the NYT daily. Lisa's parents and family have bent over backwards to make us feel comfortable, supplying us with a 1980 AMC Concord, not allowing us to pay for utilities or rent, showering us with clothes and other gifts, and not letting the massive amounts of clutter that we generate bother them.

I did have a little thrill for awhile with the Cleve. Browns. Their demise gives me that much less that I have to read about and that much less identification with the city.

The diet here has a lot more beef and poultry than I have been eating the last few years. So far my weight is under control, but an inactive winter might not be what the doctor ordered. We joined the Milw. JCC and I do hope to work out reasonably regularly. Running may have to wait until spring.
Be well.
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May 17, 1987

Dear Family,

A summery greetings to you from Milwaukee. I am embarrassed to recall that the last time I wrote, it was practically winter. We are all doing reasonably well and trust you are likewise.

As for the kids, they grow and get cuter daily. Orly now sits up quite well, scuffles along furniture edges with aplomb, nurses no more, likes solids (especially meat based baby foods), has tried eggs, holds her own bottle when lying on her back, sleeps soundly from 7 PM to 7 AM, has endured a variety of baby sitters without constant crying, laughs and smiles a lot, can still cry like an infant when not in her mother or father's arms, looks more like her mother daily, climbs up stairs, turns over garbage pails and gets into cabinets, usually has two naps, still often enjoys her pacifier, has been wearing a few dresses (and looking darling in them), has balanced herself without support for a
few micro-seconds, currently has a black eye from sources unknown, does not object to baths, has gone through various stages of congestion over the past few months and is generally adored by various and sundry friends and relatives alike.

Yehiel is, alas, still in diapers and regularly drinking from a bottle at home. We regularly expect and work for his leaving these two baby habits, but we are not panic stricken yet. We do continually hear that he is a favorite among the girls at his gan because, among other reasons, he is shy and smiles a lot. His verbal skills grow daily, though his diction, pronunciation, locution and grammar are still primitive. Just as he is finally getting his name down exactly, his mother is growing tired of having to explain her life story every time she introduces him, so we really may use the name" Eli." He still does not yet peddle his "big wheel" tricycle, but we can push him in it with Orly in the stroller, and he does keep his feet on the pedal. He enjoys immensely blowing soap bubbles and we pass hours outside in that activity. We bought bicycle seats for the kids and regularly take him to a nearby elementary school to play there. He only recently began enjoying the swing. He is generally a good eater, though his protein staples are milk, hot dogs, yogurt or eggs. His sleeping patterns are not good, as he occasionally wakes up during the night and we have difficulty getting him back to sleep. He usually sleeps 8:30PM to 6:15 AM, with a one to two hour nap after he comes home from gan and defecates. We generally stay in his room with him until he falls asleep at night.
He is at the Lubavitch gan 8:15 M_ to 12:15 five days per week and he seems to be enjoying it.

Lisa has her hands and time full with the above two. She is expecting to at least audit an a intro acctg course at UWM this summer, employing a babysitter for Orly during that time. She also regularly checks the classified ads for a part-time bookkeeping position. This weekend an old friend of hers got married and the gang of four of them were back together, like old times. In the next two months, two first cousins of hers are getting married here.

As for me, I am doing only OK. My class is really more work than I have. put in and the resulting flak is not great for my ego, but I expect to survive it and emerge $1,000 wealthier. Even more significant, I expect that I will be leaving Seidman & Seidman by the end of June. The post-tax season work load thins out greatly, our team is overstaffed, the person whose clients I have been working on returns this week from a five-month cancer-recuperation leave, and I received a less-than-favorable work-performance review this past month. I am currently job-hunting
and expect to be able to report good news to you by the next letter.


Sunday May 31, 1987

Dear Family,

A hot and humid spring greetings to you. We are all in good health and not sweating excessively, and trust you are likewise.

The kids are definitely grooving on summer. While Yehiel can't really be unsupervised outside, he can and does find lots to do on the grass and propelling himself along the sidewalk on either his
four or three - wheeled vehicle. His favorite outdoor activity is blowing soap bubbles and this he can do often in the day and it takes quite a while before he tires of it. He has become proficient at bubble making and the only problem remains that for one reason or another the bottles spill. Anyway we just bought a little plastic pool and we hope that mother and children will be able to cool off and play outside this summer.

Orly has begun to make a few consonant sounds, like "n" and “d” ...Yehiel now drinks only water from a bottle and he knows that for anything else, he must drink from a cup. Hopefully, during the summer we will be able to leave him without a diaper to toilet train him on occasion.

While we have not seen Aunt Sammie a lot recently, she does seem to be adjusting well. She does have lots of family comforting her and she recently confided that she was only half-way through with writing the 300 cards/responses to messages of condolences that she received. We did share an evening with her and some two dozen others in the immediate Rotter family at a barbeque at her younger son Billy's house, last week. She tentatively accepted my invitation to become a bridge partner at the JCC Tue night game. After my class ends I trust I will have time.

Lisa and I have not been going out a lot, for a variety of reasons, inertia among them. Additionally, Yehiel stays up till after 8:30 every night and we can't really impose on her parents or hire a sitter. He also awakens with daybreak, before 6 occasionally. We do go out at least once a week and expect some improvement. Orly sleeps straight through from 6:30 PM to 6:30 AM. Last night for our anniversary, Mert and Dottie took us and Aunt Lillian and Uncle Max out for a prime rib dinner that was tasty and fun. The babysitter who charged a typical $2/hr) finally got our son to sleep at 9:30 P.M. We do belong to a video club which entitles us to a free monthly VCR movie. Last week we saw" Sid and Nancy", a flick about punk-rocker Sid Vicious, at my insistence, and needless to say it was mildly disappointing. There are no movies at theaters that we are dying to see.

Yehiel is going to the Lubavitch day camp this summer; the question is just for how many hours per day and week. I expect we will settle on a schedule similar to his current 5 day per week routine. Lisa will probably be taking an acctg course at UWM this summer, starting June 22. The only offered time is an inconvenient MWTh 12-3, so some sort of regular baby sitter will be in order. She
is also looking into Hebrew school teaching in the fall at a local synagogue...Speaking of which, we have been trying Sat. morning prayers at a few locations and have yet to find the no-frill intimate minyan where our son can also have a place to stay occupied.

Today we had plans to get to a small lake for some sand activity for the kids, but procrastination and intermittent incremental weather confided us to the JCC pool and some shopping. We'll try again next week
My class is going OK, as is my job search, but I have nothing definite yet to report. I am not yet desperate or totally disheartened.

Be well.


June 22, 1987

Dear Mom and Dad,

Greetings from Shorewood and a borrowed ADAM word processing system. Lisa's cousin Joey lent this to us and I hope to learn how to master it with this first endeavor. With luck, it could help my professional writing efforts in the immediate future. As things currently stand, I will be going freelance next week. No application has yet panned out, though today I had a second and final interview for an exciting CPA newsletter writing position. Other efforts are still in the slow germinating phase. Yehiel has been home from nursery school last week and this one, so my presence at home has been helpful. Next week he starts the pricier (and ostensibly better) summer camp, also run by Lubavitch. We are still uncertain over his hours and days of attendance. Much depends on what sort of sitter arrangement we get for Orly while Lisa is attending her UWM acctg class over the next eight weeks.

Both of the kids are doing well, though Orly has a slight but persistent diaper rash. Yehiel almost comes up with sentences, though he also grunts a lot when he wants something urgently and normal channels are too frustrating. His mastery of alpha-numeric symbols continues to mature. His grandma recently bought him his first real tricycle and he is beginning to get the hang of it. Orly remains cute and cuddly. She can now maintain her two-legged balance for seconds and is about to move beyond the lunge to her first real step. She drinks out of a cup reasonably well and I am sure she will be off the bottle in not much more than half the time it took Yehiel.

The Rotters are doing well and remain as giving and hospitable as when we arrived, though I know our presence frustrates Dottie at times. Aunt Sammie does seem to be up and about and in good spirits. Our next family affair is an August marriage to a non-Jew. Our Jewish neighbors just sold their house to an O'Brian family for around $175,000 imputing a value of at least $220,000 to this residence. I do manage to exchange an occasional Hebrew sentence with our Yordim neighbors across the street.

It has been so hot and dry here of late that I have not had to mow the lawn for over two weeks. Fortunately the heat wave has at least temporarily broken. We bought the kids a little pool for the back yard and in the front, the ripening fruit of the mulberry tree agrees with Orly's palate, if not Yehiel's. So far the best kiddy pool we have found is at Shorewood High, though it is open only from 1:15-2:30 PM and in the evenings...The kids are sleeping and napping well...This coming Sat. night we will be entertaining a number of other couples in our first social hosting endeavor. On Fri we will be at the Keller graduation/reception and Sun we may attend an S&S summerfest cookout, so our weekend will be full.
Be well.


July 1, 1987

A final free weekday afternoon greetings to you. I am returning to work (actually I never stopped). The public accounting firm of Scribner Cohen & Co. offered me a junior staff accountant position at $18,000 per year, doing essentially what I had been doing at S & S. It is a medium-sized local Jewish firm and they have more than an inkling that I will be leaving in one year. Still, after they did lots of interviewing, I evidently emerged as the best buy. They are located slightly closer to our home, along the same route that Mert travels to his office, so commuting will be no strain as I will continue to travel with Mert. The overall working conditions and benefits are not as good as at Seidman, but I am grateful to find work, with no lapse of employment.

Lisa is enjoying her accounting course at UWM, though not always the demanding homework. The lecture and discussion group meet from 12:30 to 2:30 Mon, Wed and Thurs. Because of this we decided to send Yehiel to summer camp on Tue and Fri mornings and leave him with the sitter when Lisa is at class. So far we are less than thrilled with his summer camp setup, so I don't envision our increasing his frequency of attendance. Orly is not thrilled about not having her eema around all the time, but she will have to get used to it.

Both of the kids are growing nicely and remain as cute as ever. Yehiel pedals his tricycle on walks and refuses to be pushed. His three-word sentences are almost routine, though his enunciation remains primitive at times. He takes a daily vitamin supplement and he eats lots of vanilla yogurt, but the rest of his intake is only fair, and I can't really blame it on him, as food preparation has not been our strongest suit lately...Orly remains as sweet as honey and gives us few problems other than her diaper rash.

Tomorrow night I will be playing my first bridge game with Aunt Sammie, here, against Mert and his brother Manny. Maybe we will make a duplicate game someday. Manny' s daughter Bobbie, whose wedding we were looking forward to in August, has been “postponed.” We entertained three other married couples here last Saturday night and everyone had a good time...On the previous evening we attended the Keller Grad School of Mgmt graduation, an OK affair. (I am now totally through with Keller and don’t expect any more teaching while I am here in the US this trip.)

I am avidly reading the press for news on Israel, with mixed emotions. The longer this national unity government lasts, the worse it looks. Of course, Ronnie R doesn't look much better these days. The paper carried the sad news of the 28-year old mother who lost her foot to a floating bomb on the Carmel beach. Ugh! more worries

July 7, 1987

Greetings from a hot and humid Milwaukee. The dry spell is at least temporarily past and the torrents are here. Our household is healthy and happy and we trust you are likewise.

Yesterday was my first day back at work and it went OK. I have a small office to myself with bare wood paneling. The office administrator next to me is the wife of a retired partner and has a son and grandchildren in Ramat Aviv. So far everything seems to be going OK as I have been doing routine year-end closing compilation work.

Lisa is enjoying her accounting class and responding to its growing complexity with more preparation time. With luck, she may be able to work a few hours per week in the fall at Mert's law office. Orly is still uneasy with the babysitters.

We expect to get to Chicago at the beginning of August to see Ralph and Ruth and Amy and David who will be in to celebrate David's parent's 50th wedding anniversary. We are still expecting to get to Phila. around Labor Day and to Madison in mid-August for a family picnic that is to replace the cancelled wedding. Lisa's Uncle Max and Aunt Lillian celebrate 25 years together in August and we expect to get them something nice.

While at home I was able to complete another article, though editing it in this word processor is proving painstakingly slow. It is on my favorite theme of investment guidelines and I expect it will find a home. Before I begin my next article on accounting software, I had better catch up on my audit exam preparation and homework. I am really out of an exercise routine and I hope to be able to get back into an early morning one. While at home I was able to cook up a batch of rice and vegetables which when microwaved with egg and cheese (and seasoned with soy sauce) also make a tasty repast for the kids. The key to keeping it reheatable is not to add the proteins until ready to serve. Last night I made some Gazpacho. Shorewood has a city parade on July 4th and we walked in the last part and then had dixie cup ice cream with wooden spoons at the celebration at the high school. Yehiel on his tricycle was just the right speed. Orly took it all (including the ice cream) in from her carriage vantage point. Yehiel enjoyed waving the flag around while Mert and I edged his double-corner-lot lawn later in the day.

The bridge game went well and I expect it may become almost regular. Mert displayed a hitherto unappreciated prowess and analytical bent.

Be well.


July 12, 1987

Greetings from your friends in Milwaukee.

We are still on and off in a heat wave, though is now at least temporarily over. We all wake u p with sweat-drenched linen. Lisa and the kids have it the worst as I am in air-conditioned surroundings all day. Thundershowers today did bring some relief.

I have now been at work for one week and everything is going well. Hopefully I am into a routine. The work has so far been mostly compilation and payroll taxes for clients, similar to what I was doing at 8&S. I have been introduced to most everyone and the people seem nice enough. The pace, professionalism, and DEC mini-computer are a touch below S& S, but maybe this is for the better. The absence of any acceptable eateries in the proximity has motivated my preparing a batch of rice with vegetables that I dole out for lunch portions to be reheated in the microwave (at which time cheese and an egg are added). My small office is between that of two of the three partners. Another neighbor is Harriet Steinberg, the office internal bookkeeper (and wife of a recently retired partner), who has a son teaching at Tel Aviv U and married to a sabra. She takes a beginning Hebrew and we have something to talk about.

I have completed my investment article, but the editing is going slowly so I probably won't get around to submitting it to various magazines for awhile. The last few days have been devoted to catching up on my Becker audit review homework. So far that is going OK. Lisa's accounting course is also progressing satisfactorily, though it is getting no easier for her.

While we are satisfied with the babysitters, we are growing less enamored with the Lubavitch program and are considering sending Yehiel to the JCC nursery school in the fall. No final decision has been made. We have tentatively decided to fly to Phila/NYC over the Sept. 6 Labor Day holiday weekend. We wi11 be staying with my friend Vivian in Phila and hope to see all the family (particularly the grandparents) at that time...Orly is having some tough teething times these days and nights. So far there seem to be only two teeth to show for it. Her diaper rash is better, but not gone. She should be walking on her own any day now. Yehiel is beginning to babble sentences. He generally prefers running to walking. We have been taking in a number of local parades and fairs, most of which everone hass enjoyed.


July 20, 1987

Greetings from a sweltering Milwaukee. Tonight the low is expected to be 76 degrees F and in the stuffy second floor here, we will all be sweating. We trust that the climatological warming trend of the earth is not making your summer unbearable. With the heat is coming the predictable ozone alert watches.

This weekend we cooled off by going to bodies of water on both Saturday and Sunday. Yesterday we tried a nearby suburb's man-made pond and today we traveled to Pike Lake State Park with.Peter and Anya and their kids for a pleasant few hours. Yehiel still stays generally on dry land, but Orly puts up no fuss when we get her wet.

The kids are generally doing well. Orly's isolated steps are almost systematic and a source of encouragement for further two-footed adventure. She is up to 3 steps in a row and it won't be long before she is a "walker.” She still has only two teeth (on bottom) but the signs are for more to break through any day now.

We also went to some house sales this weekend and got our usual assortment of children's clothes and toys. With the aid of a Fisher-Price magnetic easel/chalkboard acquired yesterday, Yehiel spelled his first word, "r-a-i-n"… We shop this way because as we pass the one-third mark of our stay here, I am disappointed with what we have saved (especially compared to the $25,000+ that we will need upon our return to buy a better apt. in the Tel Aviv area). So we (I) decided that we will not be getting to the east coast over Labor day weekend. The $800+ that it will run is just beyond our budget.

My job is going well. My article has made no progress since I last wrote because of the time constraint...The Becker audit CPA review course is also going passably, though I will have to increase my homework time somewhat...$200 into Lisa's accounting education and I think we are coming to the limit. She has gotten her resume together and is beginning to look seriously for part-time work, hopefully finding a job she likes by the fall.

On Friday night Lisa and I went gallery hopping and ate some sushi, having an enjoyable evening in the process. We will probably go out to eat for her birthday this week...On Sunday is the Jewish Jubilee at the JCC, an all-day extravaganza that Dotty is active in. The following weekend we hope to have a barbeque here and after that we are off to Chicago to see Ralph and family and then Madison in mid August, so our weekends will be busy at least.

1 August 1987

It has been ages since we heard from you and I am concerned that everything is OK with you. What is happening wi th you folks?

We are well and gearing up for the fall. Lisa is looking for part-time work and we are exploring various day-care options for Orly. This may entail moving Yehiel to a secular day school, about which we are less enthused.. .Yehiel is improving his communication abilities and mental faculty. He will now actually say "Yechiel tired,” but of course not act upon it. Actually, he and Orly have been sleeping very well. He enjoys having books read to him and he plays with his magnetic letters. He increasingly can amuse himself in a non-destructive fashion...Orly remains adorable and easy to entertain. She is happiest with familiar faces. She can take as many as eight steps at a time and stands up by herself without holding onto anything.

Last night Lisa and I finally had our dinner out to celebrate her birthday. The food was fair, but most of the pleasure was in being able to enjoy each other's company peacefully without children around. We did get a VCR tape of "Hannah and Her Sisters." this week and thought it was OK, more than we could say for the brief part of "Purple Rose of Cairo" that we saw on TV the night before. For me, Woody without hilarity is not much. His existential angst is forgettable.

Tomorrow we are having our big barbecue here and I suspect it will not be a recurring event as it is really just too much to impose on Dotty, though we are doing all the work. In addition to family, we are inviting the yordim neighbors from across the street. He is a professor of architecture at UWM. I will be trying my hand at mass open hearth cooking of hot dogs, bratwursts and chicken patty burgers. [the barbecue went well]

The weather here has been hot also, with little relief in the last few weeks....I do manage to read most of the Wall Street Journal daily (during lunch), but the NYT remains more of a time commitment than I will likely be able to handle in the next year...I am also in need of time to exercise regularly as my usual summer slim-down did not occur this year.

My job is going OK. The people are a little easier to relate to, though the work is less challenging. I do lots more keypunch/data entry.

9 August 1987

Greetings from your family in Milwaukee. We are well and trust you are likewise.

We have had a reasonably enjoyable and productive week. . . Orly now says "Hi". The big event was the drive to Chicago yesterday where we saw Uncle Sol, Ralph and Ruth, and Robin. The weather was rainy, but otherwise we spent an enjoyable 2 1/2 hours with them (and passable 4 1/2 hours on the road). Everyone was in good health and spirits, awake, alive, and busy. Ruth has practically no ticket business any more, as ticketron is into everything. Sol is comfortably settled into Buffalo, with a very minimal activity routine. Robin had the big news - she is leaving P & G to go work-for Pepsi as a technical consultant, principally to the Northern Indiana and Madison bottling plants, based in Chicago. Her condo is very nice, adorned with Rose Weinberg paintings and a water bed. Ruth's Buffalo family is also well.

Today we went to the State Fair and had a good time. The kids enjoyed the rows and rows of farm animals and we consumed lots of free-sample and purchased foods. The culminating merry-go-round ride was a. treat for both of them. Dairy products were in abundance, as WI produces 35% of the country's total.

Next weekend we have Lisa's long awaited 10th year high school class reunion and a big family dinner here and family picnic in Madison in lieu of the cancelled wedding. An elder sister of Mert's is staying with us for half of this week and the children and I are getting to know her.

At last the heat wave seems to have broken here also. We attribute it to Mert and Dottie's air-conditioner purchase. The lawn grows unabated. I have also gotten more mosquito bites and slimmed down less this year than I can remember.

My job went well this week. Mostly I compile monthly financial statements for assorted non-manufacturing clients. Apart from entry posting, trial balance, general ledger and financial statement preparation, it entails creating neat, orderly and helpful working papers, something foreign to nature and thus a skill I am learning with some pain.

I bought two paperbacks this week, on the advice of the NYTBH: 'The Chronicle of the Lodz Ghetto 1941-44’ and Slaves of New York, by Tama Janowitz.. What with studying for my auditing exam (let alone finishing my articles), I don’t envision getting to them soon.


17 August, 1987
Dear Ellen, Reuven, Noa, Liat and Nadav,

Greetings from a slightly less balmy Shorewood. We are (only) slightly less stifled. We trust you are over the worst of the summer heat. Similarly just as everyone here is well and in good spirits, we trust you are likewise. We hope and trust that you had the happiest of birthdays. Any words of wisdom on the occasion? We will settle for any words at all!!!

We had an active family-oriented week, with lots of relatives in town for a wedding that was cancelled. An elder aunt of Lisa's stayed with us for 7 days and during that time she got to know myself and the kids and vice versa. Bernice, an older sister of Mert, is charming and affectionate. Friday night Dottie entertained more than a dozen Rotters here for dinner and on Sunday we trouped up to Madison for a picnic at Uncle Roy's house.

Saturday night we went to Lisa's 10th year high school reunion at The Bavarian Inn. I had a passable time as went with a high school friend of Lisa' s and her husband, a couple we find compatible.

The real big news here is that Lisa starts work the day after tomorrow as a half-time accounting clerk at a law office. Her salary is over 3/4 my hourly wage (w/o the benefits) and the work is really ideal, starting in accounts receivable and data entry and expanding into the entire bookkeeping function as she learns more. The location is downtown, so the commuting isn't far, but the parking will be probably $3 per day. Other than a new wardrobe, the remaining quandry is day care for Orly. We will probably have to take Orly out of our home or pay most of Lisa's salary for in-house care. Until school starts, we will have a high-school sitter for both of them at a bargain rate. Yehiel will definitely be full-time mornings at the Lubavitch day school starting in the fall.

Orly now says "hi" and "bye" and is into her second pair of shoes (going from size 2 to 4). She has a voracious and indiscrirninating appetite and remains generally easy to amuse and please. Yehiel is getting to be a better speller with his magnetic letters. He also has found the first love of his life, the six-year old Tracy O'Brian, the new next-door neighbor. He is spending time with her and her four-year old brother Cory regularly and clearly benefiting from their company and as of yet they still seek out his company.

Tonight I got my fill of the fab four, in a broadcast entitled "The Compleat Beatles," which I recorded on the VCR. The show was good.

Work is going well and while I don't think I am making money for anyone yet, I am beginning to get the hang of the clients I am assigned to. People remain personable and the tax season remains distant on the horizon.


24 .August 1987

Greetings from a cool Shorewood. Today was pleasant and the outlook is for more of the same. Sandal-wearing is out for now. It was good to hear (from the folks) that you are also past the stifling heat

We are all well and busy. Lisa is enjoying her job, which so far has been learning her law firm's software and inputting billing hours and codes. She also, somewhat willingly, has much clothes and shoe shopping to do, to be able to go to work properly attired.. .Tomorrow is the first day of our new regular morning sitter for Orly. In the end we had something of a choice for this $2.50/hr position in our home and we have confidence in Terri, a widowed 29-year old hairdresser (w/o her own kids). She is vegetarian and macrobiotically conscious. Hopefully, Orly will stop being traumatized after the first few days and Yehiel starts 5-day per week half-day nursery school next week.

The kids are quite darling, as I trust you will see from the latest enclosed snapshots. Orly is already a confident and competent walker. Lisa started holding her bangs back with barrettes as an alternative to a haircut. Tracy and Corey from next door spend a lot of time with Yechiel and Or1y and he even goes over to their house to play. Over there he is forced to overcome his aversions to dogs, as they have a terrier.

This past weekend we sampled "A taste of Milwaukee," at the zoo, an extravaganza where city restaurants set up booths with hor's doerve size portions of their wares. :Finally, after a number of such events, Lisa has realized that the, kosher palate is out of place here. Otherwise the ha1f-day went well as the kids enjoyed the animals as usual.

I have managed to finish my investing article and hope to get it out this week, though probably to be submitted only to Better Investing. Life at the office is going OK, with some days better than others.

Otherwise, not much new here. I am hunkering down for a defensive Ronnie Reagan in his last year. Paul Molitor of the Brewers has hit successfully in 38 straight games, and that is the daily local headline. Most sport pundits are expecting the Browns to capture the AFC this year.


1 September 1987

Greetings on the first birthday of our daughter. We are well as the summer draws to a close. The raspberry bushes in the backyard and the mulberry tree in the front yard will have no more fruit for us. Our kiddy pool is about to be put away. Hopefully the grass growing will slow down a bit (though having had the wettest August in Milwaukee's history (9+ inches) is a big impetus). The mild winter and hot summer brought out the flying insects in legions. The mosquitoes and flies are bad enough, but the yellow jacket bees are intolerable. Both Orly and Yehiel were stung this week. Other than 5 minutes of crying and some residual swelling, both came away only slightly worse for it. Jeremy (Lisa' s nephew Yehiel' sage) was stung by a hornet while family camping this week and lapsed into a near critical coma before he got adrenalin and other medication at a nearby clinic.

Yehiel started nursery school today and Lisa will probably be car-pooling with other mothers for the ride home because it is otherwise very difficult for her to manage the delivery, pickup and 4 hours at the office under the time constraints. He is playing a lot with the neighbor kids. He did urinate on his potty for the first time this week, but he is still a long way from leaving diapers. He has yet to use a pronoun. We are teaching him the Hebrew alphabet and numbers. Lately he has not been taking naps.

Actually, as you know, yesterday was Orly's birthday, but Sunday was the convenient time to give her a party. Peter's family and the Kleiman's came over and we had pizza and homemade and store-bought ice cream and cake. The party was festive and lots of fun and Orly got some nice toys and a cute sailor outfit dress. She was predictably oblivious that the affair given in her honor. She is walking up a storm and her vocabulary is up to: Hi, bye, ball, and car. We are very satisfied with Terri the babysitter.

Lisa's job went well this week, and mine went OK. I have managed to finish my investment article and hope to send it out to Better Investing early this week.
Sat. night Lisa and I ate dinner out at a. Thai restaurant and for the first time in years, had food spicier than we could handle.

7 September 1987

Greetings from Shorewood. We are in the closing hours of our Labor Day weekend and the burden of eking out an existence will soon again be upon us. At least I will have a few quiet moments with you.

The weekend was both hectic and not all that productive, but fun nevertheless. Fri night we saw the favored home team Shorewood Panthers (on which cousin Mark Kleiman starts at outside linebacker) get trounced by the neighboring Whitefish Bay Dukes 33-0. Saturday night we got the - VCR tape of "Children of a Lesser God" and saw this powerful and moving flick in the comfort of our den. Yesterday we visited Milwaukee's botanical gardens and I came away very impressed with the broad splashes of color, wide variety of species and cleanliness of the place. Alas the mosquitoes gave us little respite. Today we had Peter and his family and the Kleimans over for a barbecue and the evening was reasonably pleasant. We also had a block party here, though the affair was subdued because of intermittent rain.

Our routines seem to be going well, though I m coming to the realization that public accounting, in this country at least, just may not be for me. I am presently probably not worth the $32/ hr that I am billed out at and I really will have to get better fast. Oh well, this realization isn't really all that much of a shock and I am closing in on my major objective of our stay in America: passing the final, auditing part of the CPA exam in Nov...I now have official confirmation that I will be able to take the exam in Milwaukee on Thurs Nov 5 from 8:30-Noon...My studying is going OK but I still will need a push at the end to cram it all in. I have two more review classes remaining.

Our childrens’ development continues apace. Now that Orly is walking with some competence and confidence, we and she are into new roles. She is much more aggressive about wanting to be put down at times. More profoundly, she now grabs toys that Yehiel is playing with and. scurries away, pleased with herself. He, of course would like to knock her over and grab his toy back, so we are now into what will clearly be at least a decade of refereeing. But on the positive side, we can now watch them less than every minute

As Orly will walk about the first floor into the den where Yehiel is playing and he"ll say: "Look Orly, ... and then in his simple English explain to her what the farm animals are that he is playing with (she loves to grab his favorite, the horse, and call it cow) and the noise each one makes...Yehiel is making real strides in his toilet training

Next weekend we'll spend a night in Madison and we will attend a benefit concert for the Lubavitch day school and I will be attending the symphony as Aunt Sammie’s escort (Incidentally, she fractured her e1bow today in a fall).

16 September 1987

Greetings from Shorewood, Wi, where all is well, wet and not cold: We trust that your fall onset is a pleasure to the senses. Here, with massive trees all around, each day brings brilliant flashes of color anew, though two friendly and mammoth (alas diseased) Dutch Elms across the street were recently reduced to grass-high level stubs. The drive to and from work by Lake Park is beginning to blossom into a -spectacle of yellow and red.

Last Friday we drove 70 miles to Madison and spent the night at a room in the student union. The weather was pleasant and we had a good time. Sat morning we took in the farmer's market, held on the sidewalk round the state capital bldg. We purchased some tasty garlic cheese. For me the trip's highlight was Fri night after Lisa and the kids retired for the evening and I got to sit in the union rathskellar and soak up and eavesdrop in on campus life while quaffing a few dark brews. Ah youth! Ah freedom! Two sets of tables around which intellectual activity focused were chess games and discussions of high-energy physics.

Sat. evening I attended the opening of the Milwaukee Symphony's season as a guest of Aunt Sammie. The main event was Mussorsky/Ravel's "Pictures at an Exhibition," performed well and quite enervating. Sunday evening Lisa and I attended a solo performance by Marvin Hamlisch, composer of the musical score for 33 movies (notably "the Way we were" and the play Chorus Line) for a benefit-performance for Lubavitch. He was brief and at times in poor taste.

Yesterday we attended a Lubavitch day school picnic with the kids. Other than the mosquitoes, everything went well. For the first time, Orly took off on her own and wandered about quite independently for a while. Lots of women commented how darling, cute and well-behaved our son is and how the girls all want to mother and kiss him and how he has so many friends.

My manuscript was rejected by Better Investing (principally because of its length) so I will be submitting it locally, to avoid having to bury it.

Work is going OK and at this particular moment I assume I will last until our planned May-June departure. The new Milwaukee JCC opened this week and Lisa went swimming tonight. Hopefully I will be able to get into an exercise routine for the winter. It has a. 1/4 mile outdoor track and an indoor 13-lap-to-the-mile track, along with the transplanted Omni weight lifting machines.

Yesterday a partner of Mert's won a $1 million liability suit (of which 33-40% goes to the plaintiff lawyer and his firm) so everyone here is feeling a little more secure.

Be well.


22 September 1987

Happy New Year to you!! We hope you wi11 be inscribed for another healthy joyous year. Hopefully the enclosed pictures will bring you cheer. Orly is the doll that she looks like, but her mischievous mind does create problems. She is developing the propensity to want the toys Yehiel is playing with precisely for that reason. He is developing a belated terrible-two stage. He is throwing temper tantrums like none I have ever seen. Orly is a little more irritable of late and we are attributing it to her insecurity over Lisa’s working, which we hope won't necessitate her leaving her job. .Progress in toilet training Yehiel is slow. He went apple picking with his class last week and we hope to go as a family, soon, in addition to a scenic Sunday train ride through the fall foliage at a nearby state park.

Last Sunday we paid our first visit to the new Milw JCC, located in the suburb north of ours, Whitefish Bay. It is located in what used to be University School, similar to Cleveland's setup. The Phys Ed facilities are sparkling clean, modern and adequate. The pool is gigantic and boasts the US’s first non-chlorine filter. (its got a European ozone filter system). Hopefully its late open hours will enable (Lisa and) me to frequent even during tax season. I am up to a semi-blimpish, sluggish 147 lbs.

My big news is that my manuscript on investing, entitled "Acaaem1c Advice" was accepted for publication in the Milwaukee Business Journal, the same non-paying people who published my January piece. Oh well, if not elated, at least I am relieved it found a home.


September28, 1987

We had a pleasant New Year holiday. We took off work only Thursday (my day off was paid) and attended prayers at the Lubavitch synagogue on Wed evening and Thurs. Yehiel had friends there so the time went easily and we will probably return there for Yam Kippur.
This past Saturday was busy. We viewed the sand sculpture competition results at a nearby Milwaukee beach (including a lively “Persian Gulf Mine Sweepers") and then went on to the Schlitz Audubon arboretum, where we were awash in color and non-mosquito insect life. The crunchy leaves and distinctive smell make this a memorable season. We are also experiencing temperatures still getting into the 80s. In the afternoon I worked out and Lisa swam at the JCC while the kids slept in the car. In the evening we took Dotty and Mert out for dinner in honor of their 29th anniversary and while the food was uninspiring humongous hunks of prime dead cow, the setting overlooking a lake and the company were fun. The restaurant was in Oconomowoc (Indian for "I-can-no-more-walk"), a wealthy, picturesque and quaint little town 45 minutes west of here that I would not have otherwise seen...Sunday and again tonight we got back to the JCC for swim/workouts and our establishing what I hope will be a frequent routine has come nary a moment too soon, as hubby is turning into tubby, almost breaking the scale at 150lbs...I will probably start dieting.

Yehiel is beginning to take to the water better and we will probably enroll him in a swim class that starts in Jan (if we are still here). Orly likes the frolicking about...He has taken a fondness to Lisa' s one-inch heel black patent leather shoes, particularly because we discourage his playing in them. Tonight he took a tumble down a few stairs attempting to walk in them...Orly seemed better with the babysitter Terri this week.


10 October 1987

The weather has become very cold here suddenly. We hit a record low of 29 degrees F the other day and everyone is into their winter jackets. Within a few weeks, the screens will be replaced with the storm windows. So far we have not suffered any colds because of unpreparedness.

We are almost at the peak fall foliage color time. Tomorrow we are headed for the train ride through the woods. Yehiel enjoys stomping on crinkling piles of leaves.

My Yom Kippur fast went easily and we were again at Lubavitch for prayers. At the sumptuous breakfast we heard of Uncle Max's recently arriving Russian relatives who are not adjusting particularly well to the capitalist U.S.

We have been going to the JCC fairly regularly to work-out/swim and I am: afraid our son has little left to try in life. He has exercised on a number of the weight machines and had dips in the 104° F whirlpool, both of which are technically administratively forbidden to him, so I don't know how much more he will do. While not afraid of the water, he is not serious about learning to swim and mostly clowns around. He dreads showers less.

Because Orly starting pulling her barrettes out, Lisa trimmed her hair and she looks quite cute in bangs. Her vocabulary develops a single word at a time.

Last night we spent an enjoyable evening with a married couple friends of ours sipping Guinness stout and chatting. Lisa and I have not been going out all that much alone.

My CPA. exam studying is going on schedule, with less than four weeks to go. I will probably take the three days prior off from work as an "insurance" cram.

The campaign currently underway to discredit Supreme-Court nominee Robert Bark has been shocking and shameful. It's really war... The one- by-one self- immolation of presidential candidates has been no less curious... We have little invested in the broad US equity markets at this time and I expect we will be buying US bonds before we return to stocks.
Be well.

October 18, 1987

Our big hews is that we are expecting our third child in mid-June 1988. If our late April return holds up we will probably stay in J' m at least through mid-June for the birth ...In fact since I last wrote of successful cases at Lisa’s father's firm, the senior partner won a $15 million blockbuster DPT vaccination liability case in Kansas which I expect you will get the clippings of.

On my birthday night we went gallery hopping and out to dinner with Lisa's parents. Yesterday Amy and David Brenner drove in from Chicago where they flew into for a wedding. They still enjoy southern CA and expect to stay for a few more years. They looked good and sounded :happy.

Orly's verbal development continues apace. She is a year ahead of her older brother and is capable of two-word expressions like an unprompted "good cake." Most of her teeth are in, she waddles with a degree of stability, and her bangs make her quite a talked-about beauty. Both of the kids are generally quite happy and reasonably well behaved, though Yehiel has his bully/aggressive traits.

Today we went to the JCC and had our usual swim/workout routine with the kids. It is not optimal or particularly relaxing, but at least both the kids and us have a reasonably good time. I expect the routine to be regular.

We have been shopping around for a 220 V microwave to take back with us. There aren’t a lot of models to choose from with our requirements (600+ watts,, .7+ cu meter capacity, digital)but I expect we will still be getting a better buy at $300 + maybe $100 shipping plus maybe $200 tax than had we bought there. Can you make any suggestions on the relative servicing ease and cost of Amana vs. Litton vs. Westinghouse vs. Toshiba?

Next weekend we are to hear the symphony play Gershwin.

My big CPA auditing test is in two weeks and I expect to pass. I have been studying enough, though not enough to classify for insurance.

All the fannly here is well and in good spirits. Marshall and Sammie’s younger son is getting married to a Jewish woman from Beachwood, Ohio next March so we are looking forward to that.

For my birthday Lisa has made me a 4,000 calorie per slice chocolate cheesecake that will deservingly increase my currently low 141 lbs.

I also forgot to mention that Orly now drinks through a strawed-cup at least once daily.


6 November 1987

I know that I have not be doing any corresponding in the last few weeks as I have been cramming for the auditing part of the CPA exam which I took yesterday and I think I passed. Of course I did not study exactly the right things and could have done better, but I am reasonably confident I did well enough. Our sojourn here is thus proceeding according to schedule and things are going reasonably well.

One adversity this week did provide, though, was the stock market's recent crash. While not actually as bad as the $1,200+ economic loss we suffered, the fall-off meant that Milw Bus Journal magazine editor revised her Personal Finance supplement and my piece no longer had a home. So now I will have to take it back on the road, revise it, and hopefully find a new home before the tax season onslaught.

Lisa's pregnancy is evolving reasonably well, though much more expensively than in Israel. She has her share of the first trimester nausea and blahs. While her weight is stable (as she alternates between ravenous hunger and overstuffed illness in a matter of bites), she has thickened slightly at the midriff. Work outfits are becoming problematic, particularly because of her fear of the adverse consequences for her employment if her female boss catches on that she is pregnant.

Anyway, the bountifulness of America means that we continue to shop at rummage sales and we now have a wardrobe and library for at least an army of Levinsons. We are already bundling up to ship back kids clothes and books.

At one such sale (of a nearby parish) I picked up a $3 am/fm radio and new wave music to bookkeep by at the office. While listening two weeks ago, I also won two contests: a round-tip and entrance to a Chicago play and an admission to a Milw Art Museum benefit Halloween party. The one-day (Thurs) bus sojourn to Chi-town with Lisa was fun (though we walked out on the play) as was the party. On both occasions I saw some exquisite modern art.

With the approaching winter chill, the cold, season has hit my children. First Yehiel got a cold from school and then he gave it to Orly, who after a week, is only now beginning to recover. Both kids are otherwise in good spirits, cute and progressing. Yehiel does interject an unnerving and pointless "Why?" of late...He is to start getting a hot lunch at the day school, starting next week...Orly' s vocabulary continually gets better

I did get the VCR tape of Woody AlIen’s Radio Days last week and I was basically unimpressed. I think the recent release "Tin Men" will be next on the agenda Another bit of civilization did begin to reavh this household with today's commencement of daily home delivery of the New York Times. It is here by 6: 30 AM and for only $4.50 per week (for the first 13 weeks), I am ecstatic.


November 21, 1987

Things are going reasonably well here. The kids are healthy, happy and growing. Lisa recently attended the parent-teacher conference for Yehiel an came home with glowing reports, e.g. he is everyone’s friend, he picks up toys when told to, eats well and is very strong on identifying with animals. We worry that his speech development and toilet training are slow, but the assurance we receive is that he is within the realms of normalcy. I guess he also takes after his father in that at home at home he manifests aggression towards his sister and general unruliness when he wants to.

Orly remains a cheerful doll (except at 8 AM when everyone else leaves and Terry the babysitter arrives), though we are saying “no” to her a lot more. Fortunately she is still intimidated enough by the word to obey. She eats a lot and drinks lots of milk from her bottle. Since Yehiel gave up drinking from a bottle he has not drank much milk. Orly seems like she is going to be susceptible to the cold weather so we'll have to bundle her up extra well.

Lisa is well and in generally good spirits. Her job is not challenging, but at least we are starting to accumulate some savings. It is unclear at this time how long into 1988 she will stay with it. She is accumulating through purchases and borrowing a loose fitting/maternity wardrobe...It only took her first visit to her ob/gyn physician to be examined and tested for her pregnancy to reach our insurance-imposed $200 deductible medical expense threshold. Through house/rummage sales she has acquired lots of nice clothes for the kids at least through 1988.

Usually twice on weekends and I during the week we are getting to the JCC to exercise. I have even started doing a little swimming. With the truly cold weather finally upon us, entertaining the kids on weekends (and for Lisa the rest of the week as well) is growing more challenging. Partially for this reason and also maybe to give them an employable profession) we will be buying for them for hannukah/his birthday, a 32-key electronic keyboard (on sale for $33). While above the kids' level, with all the gizmo features, it should be fun for all.

My days are filled with work, family and then the New York Times. At least I can boast of knowing most of the Saturday News Quiz answers...We will probably let our J'm Post Int'l edition subscription lapse when it expires next month as I am the only reader and with tax season coming, I simply won't have time...Work has good and bad days. Currently I am immersed in a very fun LOTUS software electronic spreadsheet creation of journals and ledgers for the yearly activity of a $1.7 million pension and profit sharing trust.


31 November 1987

Greetings from the close of November. We are in good health and spirits as we keep warm from the initial cold onslaughts and trust you are likewise. I hope the weather there has remained warm.

Our latest big news is somewhat disappointing. Terry, our babysitter for Orly, gave us (begrudgingly) four days notice of her quitting. Since we are not comfortable shipping Orly out to daycare and the search and adjustment process to a new babysitter feels daunting, Lisa also gave four days notice at work. She is looking forward to getting other things done and being with Orly.

Healthwise the kids are OK, but the house's dryness leaves Orly with almost a perpetual runny nose. While their diets are not as balanced as I would like, at least Yehiel takes a daily children's vitamin supplement and I am starting Orly on it...Yehiel is making strides with his language development...The latest "toy" I bought them is a truly amazing 32-key 2 lb electric piano with a battery of gizmo features. To date, they have not reacted as child prodigies should, but I will give them until New Year's before I book them into the Waldorf Astoria...We haven't yet finalized what we plan to do for Yehiel's birthday, but I suspect the affair will be subdued and limited to kin.

We had a pleasant Thanksgiving, with the Kleimans and Peter Rotter family over for the 26 lb bird, which came from the store cooked and sliced. I almost ate myself sick.

With the cold weather, we are into a Sat and Sun routine of of pool activity with the kids at the JCC. I have begun swimming laps, given the time constraints.

Work is going OK. Another bookkeeper is leaving so I am feeling secure. Most days I have my portion pre-prepared rice-vegetable medley, while reading the WSJ.. Of late, I have been using a Wehani brown rice, a $1.09 lb bargain at Pic-N-Save.


12 December 1987

Greetings from a chilly Milwaukee. We are all in the best of health and spirits and trust you are likewise.

Yes, winter is just around the corner and the thermometer flirts with freezing daily. The kids do not play outside much, but at least they haven't had any colds of late. Each morning when I arise at 6-6:30 to read the NYT I plug in our car's heating coils and so far it seems that we will be able to finish our tenure here without further investment in the vehicle, as it moves OK after this priming. I think we have also bought our last winter coats for this season at least.

Our world, of the kids, is a happy one. They play together and in parallel well and continually come up with new signs of maturing. Orly's vocabulary is notable and she can even put two words together. Of the words she first learned, her favorite (somewh.at) non-utilitarian is "downstairs,” which she can blurt out without prompting in almost any situation...Yehiel is developing a drawing capacity as his pictures become more than random scribbles. As his language abilities mature, a faint hint of a personality is emerging. (nevertheless we are actually getting a more frequent occasional tantrum). He seems to be enjoying his (new) hot-lunch at schoo1. We are disappointed that we have returned 100% to diapers with him and await any sign of progress...Finally, Orly is truly comfortable with Mert and Dottie. She does unfortunately have a slight diaper rash that never seems to disappear for long.

Lisa and I are definitely into our returning to Israel mindset. It appears that prices for all airlines go up around April 1, so as of now our expectation is for a March 28-30 return, in time for Passover. Our last major purchase is a microwave oven and we expect to snap up a post-Christmas bargain (though the dollar's continual fall does not bode well). We are still not certain whether the appliance will be 220V/50hz or 120V/60hz but the convenience of the former and the fact that airline baggage specifications are spatial dimensions and not weight seem to outweigh the $140 price and 25+ Ib shipping weight differential. I also expect to purchase a good new or used receiver to bring back with the tape deck I bough t.

I received the multiple choice question answers from the exam I took and found that I got 48 out of 60 correct meaning I need 25+out of 40 on the essay questions (which I won't know until Feb). I am still confident that I passed, but at least in the back of my mind I am bracing myself for the worst...CPA life goes OK professionally as the office gets psyched for tax season. Our Christmas party is 12/21.

Dottie is beginning to prepare for our departure with Sunday brunches with family members. Tomorrow Sammie and her son and soon -to-be (March 19) daughter-in-law will be here.

One of my disappointments is that I have not found the time or desire to assemble a post Oct. 19 market crash investment article. I have been diligently collecting relevant input but the will and the time for the product have not been found. I do hope to overcome my lethargy.

26 December 1987

The weather here has hovered below the freezing mark for the past two weeks. The day before Hanukah began we got one of Milwaukee's worst snow stroms ever, with some 7 to 12 inchs of accumulation in the morning wee hours alone. Even work was cancelled, but as Mert went in, so did I (and staying longer than any of the other three dedicated worker bees who showed up). Yehiel is at the tail end of a congestion-cold that has been afflicting him for the last five days. The house temperature ranges from cool to roasting, but the air is always dry so we are always on our guard. The snowstorm did allow Yehiel to get one good playing in. We also utilized Mert's snow blower, though Shorewood does plow its sidewalks when 4 or more inches accumulate (the least Mert can. get for his county second-place property tax rates)...Our car seems to be weathering the winter OK and hopefully we will escape without further significant investment in it.

I took my last sick day of 1987 and Lisa and I drove down to Chicago where we bought a 700 watt 1.2 cu ft. 220 v 50hz Amana microwave oven. Afterward we tried for lunch near my old haunts but the Mexican restaurant was closed for the holidays, the whole-food cafe around the corner from where I lived was closed on Tue and Fritz-Thats it, with its luscious dessert bar closed for good on Nov 1. Yes the Christmas (Hanukah) season is big business in the US. We have been buying and buying and getting and getting gifts. I am certain I have enough sweaters for the next decade. My kids have more toys than they know what to do with. We did have a nice pool party with Peter's family and Mert for Yehiel's birthday. we might routinize the endeavor.

I have all but given up hope of getting an investment article published and of even reading a book before we go. The NYT takes up practically all of my free intellectual time. I took out The Making of the Atomic Bomb by Richard Rhodes from the local library and while it is enjoyable I finished only 30 pages in a week and will have to content myself with buying it and some others in paperback to take back. With tax season starting imminently, I will be lucky to continue my regular exercising (which now consists of swimming 250 meters).

Work is going QK. I am certainly growing more competent. Last week was our office party at the Milw Athletic Club, a formal but fun cocktail/dinner party which Lisa also attended. It looks to have been our only adult affair of the season.

January 14, 1988

Dear Family,

Thank you very much for your recent letters. We are generally well and in good spirits and trust you are likewise. Our major exception is our littlest one, who underwent vaccinations yesterday and is still disabilingly sore. She also has yet to shake the diaper rash that has afflicted her all winter, but of this I am less concerned.
The winter is certainly upon us in full force with temperatures around 0 F for the past week. I have even donned an overcoat for the few seconds I am exposed to the elements. At least the snow has been avoiding us, beyond the initial blizzard.

We are settling into something of a tax-season routine before our departure. Today I put in a 10+ hour day and expect more of them before we go. Saturday work days are imminent. At least I am busy and the work, while somewhat routine, is not only tedius.

Our social calendar has had some highlights and our weekends until the end of March are beginning to fill up. Last Shabbat we attended a delightful bar mitzvah anniversary service of Lisa's Uncle Hanny. I unfortunately arrived too late for my aliyah. That night we enjoyed the company of Sarah and Mark Fiorita, our only real (if infrequent) friends here this year...In a week and a half, my high school friend Greg Malkin is coming up to visit for the weekend, an event I am looking forward to.

I am still plodding through the daily NYT and WSJ. I am chock full of "Valleygirlistic" "totally awesome" cocktail chatter and have even continued to build on basic beliefs and foundations but I expect to return the same skeptical libertarian - conservative type I was when I left.

Lisa's pregnancy is proceeding more-or-less without difficulty. She'd prefer to skip the varicose veins (worse the third time around) but otherwise she is managing.

Like a year ago at this time, I am psyched for the Browns-Broncos AFC championship game on Sunday. I am sure the Browns are as ready as I am.

Despite (because of?) my best efforts, my weight has been creeping up and so after working, eating, and fulfilling some of my family responsibilities I am exercising to shed pounds.

As something of a final stocking-up act I ordered some 60 worth of new-and-noteworthy paperback books to take back for all the intellectual interested types.

Be well.

January 25, 1988

Dear Family,

As usual, thanks for your letters. We are generally warm, well and in good spirits, despite the frigid winter about us. Hopefully we are suffering the last major snowfall of the winter, but I doubt we are so lucky. Yesterday Yehiel had a great time "digging" the snow. As he saw the most impressive results of his efforts in moving the piled snow from the grass into the entrance door vestibule, I was unable to impress upon him the counterproductiveness of this endeavor. Needless to say, he cried when we had to go in and preferred his ensuing hot chocolate cold.

We are in both a slow and hectic period. We are about to commit ourselves to the 'I'WA March 28 return and so we are doing a lot of thinking and packing. We sent our first box of clothes back. Predictably, parcel post to Israel can neither be insured nor sent return request notification.

'I'wo weekends ago I psyched myself up for the Cleveland Browns AFC championship only to see them lose a heartbreaker. Oh well, again I can tune out team sports until next January. This past Saturday my dear high school chum Greg Malkin came to visit. I had not seen him since 1981 and we had much to catch up on. He is an extremely successful entrepreneur, the exclusive distributor of AUTO-CAD, a software template for engineers, designers and anyone constructing anything (like LOTUS 1-2-3 for accountants). I can't get over his diligence, industriousness and absence of self-destructiveness. Reminiscence was kept to a minimum as we showed him the domes (Milwaukee’s enclosed gardens) and the JCC. The variety of micro brewery dark beer he was able to imbibe has not yet reached Cleveland. I suppose we will meet again when he comes to Israel in a decade or so with his wife and only child (4 yr old Shana).

Tonight I prepared my weekly rice dish and I must comment how bean sprouts ($0.79 per lb) are cheaper than the green peppers($0.99 per lb), let alone other peppers ($2.29 per lb.). What a changed world!!!

We will probably be having family-related events each weekend till we go. In two days we are to attend a symphony dress rehearsal with Mert and Dottie and this weekend. is a friend's surprise 30th birthday party.

Lisa's pregnancy is progressing more-or-less without problems...I will probably check into a dermatologist this week as my eczema is blossoming...The kids colds appear to be over for know and we may all actually go swimming next weekend, for the first time in ages...Our luckless niece Talia has her second cast of the winter, from a sledding fracture in her foot (following an earlier jungle-gym fall arm fracture).
Be well.


February 2, 1988

Dear Family,

Greetings from the home stretch. Things are well here as I begin my last full month of work. We trust you are also in good health and spirits.

The kids seem to be over their colds for the time being and Orly's diaper rash is almost actually gone. Yehiel can talk (babble) up a storm and now constructs dialog among various play toys. Orly is also becoming an effective communicator. This past Sunday we tried the family hours at the JCC and they had tons of fun on the mats, balance beams etc., -so we'll hopefully do it regularly.

Saturday night we attended a 30th birthday party for Mark Fiorita at a restaurant and had a good time. Meeting different types of people was fun, and the world really is small, even if you're not Jewish!! Sunday night we attended the S.J. Perlman comedy "The Beauty Part '" but it was uninspiring and we walked out at intermission. I won the tickets on a call-in contest on the Milw commercial classical station, where I also won tickets' today for the Milw Symphony Orchestra's presentation of a Bach evening (featuring the Brandenburg Concertos) a week from Fri. The dress rehearsal rendition of Beethoven's 7th symphony by the MSO that we heard last week courtesy of Dottie and Mert was inspiring, even if flawed. Before the play Lisa and I dined at an Italian restaurant, which was fair, confirming to us our preference for east Asian food. Anyway, at least we are not totally without cultural stimulus.

Right now it is tax time here in the cold US of A. Our return clutters up the desk in front of me and must be attended to this week. At work, I am doing a lot of real estate partnership returns as well as the usual monthly and annual compilation stuff, so I am busy. It seems I won't be wading through any of the drama and tragedy of individual returns, at work, this year.

Last Saturday I did visit a dermatologist because the cold, dryness and my near-nightly whirlpool baths ,(draining the skin of necessary oils) fostered a rash of atopical dermatitis (my old-friend eczema) on my arms, chest and waist. I learned that it is connected with my assumed inherited asthma and an allergy unbeknownst to me. Hearing my son clear his throat in the mornings to an excessive degree leads to the inevitable assessment that he too has it. I am currently taking antidotal antihistamine at bedtime, but mostly, I’ll just have to live with it. This coming weekend we will be taken out to dinner and host Mert's brother Manny and family for Sunday brunch.


February 16, 1988

Dear Family,

A cheery greetings to you from snow-covered Shorewood. We are well and in good spirits and trust you are likewise.

My big news is that I passed the final part of my CPA exam with 4 points to spare! The results came last week. Now all I need is another .1+ years of apprenticeship and the title will be mine. Then it will only be another 35+ years of hard labor and I may then actually get to retire with a modicum of dignity. Meanwhile each morning the coal mine beckons.

The other big news last week was that Yehiel is now out of diapers except for sleeping. We got him some new underwear and for whatever reason, that seemed to do the trick, with few accidents so far. He is otherwise his usual charming and earnest self, usually almost an overeager helper. He continues to get rave reviews at school.

Orly also demonstrates an appealing and friendly personality, even to strangers, whom she will engage in one-word conversations. She did take a nasty fall a few days ago that has left her with a black eye worthy of an Israeli army beating, but otherwise both kids are healthy.

Lisa is also surviving this pregnancy in generally good health. Of course her legs, veins and back pain her at various times, but she is generally a tight-lipped trooper as long as the kids play nicely and her day is not too draining. She does have a persistent sore throat which I suppose we will have to look into.

We have a little under 6 weeks to go before our departure. I expect to give notice at the office shortly. Lisa is reasonably well packed and I really must get started...Dottie had the third (and final?) Sunday family brunch for us last Sunday with a pleasant time had by all.

Lisa and I attended a Bach "go for Baroque" chamber concert last Friday with promotional tickets I won on a radio call in show and the performance was pleasant, if not quite the Bach we remembered. Today we shared lunch at a health food restaurant shop, Beans and Barley, near where I work. We spend much time discussing our return.

The weather here has been almost unremittingly cold and snowy, unlike last winter. My last letter's hopes were evidently premature but I now do hope and expect the worst is over. Don't misunderstand, snow blowing is lots easier than lawn mowing.

Next week Dottie and Mert head to FL for an 8 day vacation and then we gear up for the excitement of cousin Bill Rotter's wedding... We are also looking forward to social occasions connected with our departure.

I finished our relatively uncomplicated tax return and expect to be rewarded with a state $110 and federal $6 refunds.
Be well.


February 28, 1988

Dear Family,

A happy greetings to you from Shorewood. We are in generally good health and sprits and trust you are likewise. We had a brief warm spell today in between sub-freezing weather. With the temperature approaching 40 degrees F, though wind-chill brought it way down, I seated Orly in the carriage and Yehiel rode his tricycle for an abbreviated walk. A local TV cameraman passing by filmed us and we were famous for 15 seconds on this evening's weather report and we taped it for posterity.

The real news around here is that Yehiel's chicken pox is 5+ days old and he appears over the worst, which wasn't even too bad. Hopefully Orly will contract it soon, if at all, so as not to endanger our departure. Yehiel should be back at school tomorrow, crusted-over pox and all.

Our departure grows more imminent. I gave notice at work 8 days ago and the news was not shocking or devastating. I will try and work on the most interesting projects I can over my remaining 3 1/2 weeks. I have yet to start packing or shipping acquired books. We also have the bulk of our shopping yet to do.

Last Saturday Dottie and Mert gave us their Milw Symphony Orch tickets and we heard some Mozart, Shoenberg and Rachmanoff's second piano concerto for our last classical music before we go. The following evening we took them and the Kleiman' s out to Ko Am a Korean restaurant where the food was typically ample, tasty, fun and reasonably priced.

Today was the Purim carnival at the JCC and a good time was had by all, with crown making providing the most fun for Yehiel. Lisa made Humantashen this evening and we will be delivering them on Thursday. We expect to hear the megillah reading Wed night. Thurs I will call in sick and do some shopping for computer software to take back.

Rotter family activities get into full swing next weekend for cousin Billy's wedding. Dottie and Mert return from a week's Florida vacation with Aunt Sammy on Wed and on Friday Mert's sister Bernice arrives for a two-week stay with us. Next Sunday we have an aunts' brunch for the couple.

A lot of movies have been coming our way on Cable TV and on VCR tape, all of which I considered forgettable after no more than 20 minutes. I do hope to see John Houston version of Joyce's "The Dead" before we go. It has gotten great reviews... Actually, "Amadeus" was mildly entertaining.

Be well.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

U of MN, Morris 77-8

September 4, 1977

Dear Family,

As we prepare for the new year, I hope the cyclical resolution and enthusiasm pervade, your environment. I am filled with hope and anticipation.

My first full week in Morris has been quite pleasant. My office phone number is: (612) 589-2211 Ext. 403. You can reach me at that number only during office hours. Calling out through it will be awkward, at best, so I am having a phone installed in my apt. on Fri.

I have established something of a routine. An invigorating 2.8 mile square on. dirt roads exists by the gym, so my daily run is enjoyable. The campus library receives three of my favorite periodicals, WSJ, NYT, and TLS, so I am not lacking for intellectual stimulation. Their professional journal subscriptions are skeletal but the loss is not mine. Dr. Kahng has informed me that my library ordering budget is fairly large and I should not be impeded or intimidated in ordering books or subscriptions.

My office is pleasant and functional. I have already covered most of one wall with my art-postcard collection. Though only one secretary is here and only a student looking for summer employment, she has been helpful and efficacious in typing cor­respondence and lecture notes. Rapidly and somewhat involuntarily I am becoming privy to the existing academic intrigue and politics.

The furnishing of my apartment is nearly complete. At a house sale I bought two studio couches (which open into double beds) and 3 wooden chairs. The swatch of mater enclosed covers the couches and a chair. (The material cost $1.17 /yard and the bolt was 60 inches wide!) The carpet is gold and the walls, white plaster. My bed consist of: 6 8" X 10" X 16" cinder blocks supporting a 54" X 76" 1/2 inch plywood board, on which rests a 4" foam mat. The arrangement is quite comfortable and inexpensive. All I lack is a bedroom dresser and a dining room table (I am currently using a spare card table lent by the Grohs's). The curtains given to me by Roy and Maggie fit in nicely. The rear derailleur (a cheap Shimano) has bent out of shape on the bicycle I am using, so I will have to see about getting it fixed; no small task in a town of 54

Yesterday I had supper at the home of Dr. Kahng. Though I do not really know the Kos, I would hypothesize a similarity, all the way down to his wife's mother, who lives with them and does not speak english. They straddle a somewhat spacious plot and have the desire and enthusiasm to garden. Thus I left them with a pail of cucumbers and other assorted garden grown vegetables. They are quite gracious and charming and I hope to entertain both them and the Grohss for supper soon.

My lecture preparation is progressing adequately. Classes start Mon, 9/26 and I expect to be ready by then. Last year's graduating class had only 15 Bus. Econ, minors (as you cannot major in the discipline) so I do not expect to be overwhelmed with, student demands on my time.

I am 2/3 of the way through After Auschwitz, by Richard Rubinstein and given to me by our Richard. I am finding it stimulating and enjoyable and considering its date of publication, 1966, tremendously prophetic. One of the most articulate and eloquent thoughts of his is the theme of Jewish "Supernaturality", a concept also discussed by Bellow In To Jerusalem and Back, though there, at a more manifest level.

September 11, 1977

Dear Family,

A hearty New Year's Greeting to you all! I trust that everyone is sharing this radiant and majestic fall with me.

The past week was fun and fulfilling, as has been most of my stay here thus far. On the gastronomical side, I went shopping at the local supermarket (Supersaver) with an upstairs neighbor, a local high school teacher. I also went to a "farmer's mar-ket with Roy and there purchased 11 lbs. of tomatoes for $1 and a humongous cauliflower for $0.50. Roy and I also harvested part of the vegetable plot left by Hilme Elifoglu.

Hilme is an Asst, Prof, in Economics here. His father is in the throes of death in Turkey and so Hilme would like to be with him this year, nothing very unusual. The rub is that only two weeks ago did Hilme express his desires. Last week an acceptable individual's name was found in Sun's (DrK) resume file. He was interviewed by us last week on a conference call basis. The complication arose because the UMM has a visiting philosopher (J.L. Mackie) coming this fall and the; philosophy dept. has been negligent in securing for him adequate quarters. Thus the academic dean, Gordon Bopp, who naturally has a vested interest in Mackie?s comfort had to pressure (a verb the dean is well noted for around here) Hilme into a three month lease for Mackie and the balance for Hilme's replacement, Changnee Chae.

The conference call itself was an amusing affair. Present were: Bopp, 0. T. Driggs (Divsion chrmn. and a History Prof.), S. K., R. G., and myself. No real. politics "were present but the air was nevertheless filled with intrigue. My stay here could conceivably be more than one year, though this prospect is slight. A short run result is that I will be living one floor below Mackie, as Hilme and Iare in the same apt. building. I have requested recent articles by him from the librarv, and 1 look forward to stimulating dinners and discussions.

My health and overall body condition are good. I have been running a dif­ferent course which takes me 3 miles into Western Minn, farmland. Though most of the harvest is in, the colors and mood are still overwhelming for a city boy like myself. Golden fields and rustic trees evoke shades of Impressionism in their beauty and innocence. This week I averaged 4 tomatoes and pears/day.

My progress on course preparation is satisfactory. I have the basic outline reading list, and lecture content settled and the process is now one of polishing and possibly reducing the course objectives, depending on the class size and background of the students. The course pre-registration was a scant 10 which people here feel will end up around 15.

On Friday, a phone was installed in my apt. the number is: (612) 589-2139.

Yesterday I attended a football, game, pitting Last year's Northern Inter­collegiate Conference (NIC) champs, the UMM Cougars, against the NCAA Dvision II (the size of our school) 1976-7 Champs, the St. John Johnnies (complete with their beheamoth 6'7" 270 lbs. defensive tackle). Morris creamed them, 16-3. I have great expectations for this team. It seemed as if the whole town turned out as I recognized many faces.

I finished After Auschwitz this week and am back to the usual TLS, NYT and WSJ faire. Rubinstein was quite clear in his elucidations of the lack of US residents appreciation and awareness of the trajic in life. CClearly we Jews are uniquely qualified and will be until the end of our days on this planet.

One of the more productive means by which I can favorably enahce the prospect of being asked back is to make Gordon lood good via my publication in the Minnepolis paper. I do not think the task is insurmountable and since I cannot sing or dance, I had best get my publication track record rolling. I have an idea brewing that I expect will reach print. More details when (dn if) success appears.

September 25, 1977

Dear Family,

Though I have not really heard from anybody out there recently, I trust that this letter finds everyone in the best of spirits and health. I am doing well.

The quarter begins tomorrow and I am prepared enough to face it. My first week’s lectures are now fairly complete, the reserve readings (3 copies) are at the library, and course syllabi are mimeographed and ready to be handed out. As of Fri., less than 5 copies of the text had been sold, but that’s not my problem.

This past week has certainly had its share of festivities, formal and otherwise. Tuesday was the annual faculty-staff picnic at the home of Asst Provost Steve (wife - Arden) Granger, 1009 W. 4th, on the north shore of Lake Crystal. True to form, though unlike my previous 22 years, I came overdressed in a Sports coat and tie. The gratuitous refreshments provided to the 100-person crowd was quite standard picnic faire: hot dogs, potato salad, beer, etc. I brought some of my whole wheat bread, which was naturally quite well received. I had a fun time and am quite confident that I was my usual "charming" self (Sincere sorrow was expressed to me when I declined to join fellow faculty joggers and their wives for further comradeship at a local bar afterwards) Of all the single women I met, only one (Sue Brower) appears to warrant consideration as a friend. The shallow lake freezes in the winter providing year-round recreation opportunities. At the close of the affair, I conversed with John Mackie for the first time and rode home with him in a ride provided by Phil. prof. Howard Wettstein (whose wife is Orthodox and on the Univ faculty also). (Wettstein left Wed. for Minneapolis and a hotel room near a Schul.) To date, I have enjoyed all our conversations. My hasty ascriptions were corrected by him and he subsequently gave me an illuminating article that he is refereeing on the subject of prudence vs. morality. I have also borrowed from him a copy of his latest book which has not yet been published in this country. It is entitled Ethics.

On Wed morning the nine new faculty members were given ten-minute presentations by various administrative department heads. Gordon organized and ran the meeting. The amusing highligh was when opeing speaker Steve Granger in response to Gordon, who had answered a question asked of Steve about the policy of “Incompletes", steamed, "Oh! He just doesn't want me to say anything liberal!”

On Yom Kippur, the Provost held his cocktail party, as expected. I arrived in the affair's only three piece suit and presented the hostess with some banana bread. The most interesting person I met there was another Phil. Prof, Peter French. He is currently being funded for research in financial philosophy and some day I may even get in on it. At the reception I also met another of my neighbors, Joan Demaretsky, Apt. 103, who is also a new faculty (along with Gregory Page of Apt. 104) (1, as you recall, am in 102). As Joan and I were talking background geography, we started talking about Long Island where ,Joan is from .As 1 revealed to her my Seaford origins, she related of a great new jazz club that has sprung up there. Peter overheard us and came over to own up to his Long Island roots.

The week also saw my asset holding expand further with the acquisition of a walnut and glass coffee table. It is my most expensive piece of furniture to date, but at 20% ($10) under. material costs, I am not complaining. I also purchased two end tables and a shoeshine kit at house sales. At hardware stores I got ¼ inch wooden mats for my prints along with shellac and a paint brush.

I hooked up a speaker to my stereo last night and low and behold!, out came music. My joy at its functioning is overwhelming

As of now, the prospect of an apartment-mate looks bleak. As I am truly enjoying my privacy, my sorrow is minimal.

BBefore I forget again, Morris has TWO stoplights, both on Atantic Ave. One is at 7th and the other at 5th. Also, the town’s three-storey building limitations is only indirectly from the height of the water tower. Apparently the fire engines cannot battle any higher blazes.

My weight is down to 134 lbs.


October 2. 1977

Dear Family.

The first week of classes has coe and gone and I am surprisingly virtually the exact same person that I was a week ago. How about you folks? I trust that you kept your cool under the fire of the week's revolutions.

My class ( Business Economics 3200, Financial Management) has 10 students. 5 are juniors and one ( a senior) is a female. My planned lectures appear to be palatable and convincing enough to maintain attention and attendance. My mastery and control of the material are sufficient to foster respect. The feedback that I have gotten thus far in the form of text problems as homework and a multiple choice quiz demonstrate that the class has an adequate competence with the material.

Thursday night I had J. L. Mackie over for dinner as planned. The faire was my standard, the "House Special (see enclosed invite). The conversation went well enough. Most of the conversation initiatives were my own. I had finished his latest book, Ethics and was able to offer some reasonably intelligent comments. I think we both came away with an enhanced respect for the other. He is leading an inter-disciplinary seminar on "The Nature of Causation" (or some-thing to that effect). I attended the first session and think I'll attend no more due to its abstract and (perceived) esoteric content. That evening (Wed) He joined Ron (Imperial Apt. 301) and I in our weekly jaunt to the supermarket. ( I naturally took twice as long as them and bought three times as much.).

Friday night I was invited to the first "party" of the year at the home of Rob Lavenda. a new Anthro prof. The party capped a feeling that had been brewing all week, that a Bus Ecn teaching position at the UMM is not a viable goal. That scarcely a nubile candidate exists is assumed. The intolerable lack is that of community. The prerequisite of fitting in here is to belong to that 99.9 % subset of the U.S. household population that owns a TV and to acquiesce in the resulting lethargy.

The conversation among the women instructors ranged from projecting what life as an M.B.A. must be like to the sad recollection that the recent removal of "Star Trek" from reruns limited the prime amusement of a Soc prof. (It seems she got stoned and was enthralled by it, a habit that I passed through and outgrew at Penn). 16 faculty showed, not one of whom was tenured. During my hour and a half stay (with a hasty departure with the introduction of a TV into the main conversation area) I enjoyed my chat with only Howard (phil.) and his wife Barbara (secondary ed.) Wettstein. They are from Brooklyn and products of CUNY. (his undergraduate days were at Yeshiva U.)Howard was reticent about discussing their potential future at UMM because of his uncomfortableness with the thought plus the inherent leariness of revealing anything personal in a small town.

My athletic routine is down fairly pat with favorable results. My weight is still around 135 lbs. and I am running 5—10 % faster than when I got here. Here, for the first time, I can enjoy a dip in the pool after my sauna. On the days of inclement weather ( with the future addition of impassable roads) I lift weights on a Universal.

Another irksome manifestation of the provinciality of the town is that in spite of three supermarkets, yogurt without sugar and stoned ground wheat thins (made in every civilized country but this one) cannot be found. A cue of names must be formed and then the natural food co-op buys a case.

Last night I went to see 'Old Times,' a play by Harold Pinter performed in the UMM Fine Arts Center. As a highlight of my cultural week. it was worth the $1 admission.

This coming week I will be entertaining the Grohs'. Kahngs,' and Prof. Mackie again.
Judy should meet some. if not all of these people. when she arrives.

My first (and subsequent) pay check was chomped down a whopping 30.1% by taxes. Minnesota's highest-in-the-nation income tax more than makes up for its second place standing in "quality of life" ( CA is 1st).


October 9, 1977

Dear Family,

A hearty greetings from the annual "Introduction to Winter" weekend, here in frigid Morris. Even now, as I gaze out the Division windows, the mammoth trees forlornly (?) lose their leaves, one by one.

The past week was generally quite pleasant due to sister Judy's presence. Her .arrival was by no means unexpected, yet the skepticism of disbelief made her actual reaching of Morris (ahead of the expected time and w/o expected notice) all the more thrilling. Haim, Judy and I had about as much fun here as the environment would permit. Their basic goal of maintaining and sustaining health was also met. Haim successfully recovered from his cold and Judy just as resolutely staved off another bout of cold symptoms.

They arrived on Mon. afternoon. Tue. night I had Ray and Maggie (Grohs) here for dinner; The evening went quite well with the basic awkwardness being that of too much food (the teamwork preparation had proven too efficient). A significant amount of the time and mental concentration was spent on planning their future itinerary. I dare say my assistance was of more than moderate significance. Thurs. night we celebrated their stay here with a night "in town," highlighted by a visit to my bank (which was celebrating the official opening of its new building) where we received free cups and funnels (bearing the imprint "funnel your money with...") and dinner at the most highly recommended restaurant in Morris, The Diamond Club (under the Met Lounge). For the tab ($25), the food was barely adequate.

Their departure Friday was accompanied by sad farewells and an all-day cold wet frost that turned Fall into Winter. (I heard from them last night and they had safely arrived in Rocky Mtn Natl Park, bypassing Denver because of a late arrival.) Friday night I went to my first student party here. It was an enjoyable enough affair as the 4 male hosts are all good people. The evening's mood for me was one of cautious familiarizing and deja vu. No nubile candidates emerged, but at least I see a reason to maintain a glimmer of hope. The journey homeward at 3 A.M. was highlighted by passing the revolving temperature/time sign atop the Citizens Bank Building at 6th and Atlantic. The notable aspect of this routine occurrence was the temperature was 0° C (32° F). Winter has arrived. Even during the party, new arrivals spoke of falling snow.

This past week was one of the more difficult for is finally through with review and accounting and is now progressing onto topics on which I can intelligently comment. My class size has stabilized at 9. Everyone seems to be making passable progress.

Preparation for next quarter is increasingly occupying my time . Already I am beginning to sense that my efficiency and productivity are impaired as I cope with self-imposed loneliness and isolation. I am filled with my share of general confusion and getting older certainly does not help.

The week's irritating aspect centered around my dropping of my contact lens down my bathroom sink. I fear it is lost. I called my Cleve. optometrist to have it replaced. Since it will cost $40 and I recall a NYT ad for soft lens at $99,. I'll wait until I get into the city and then make the purchase of an old replacement of new soft lens. Other than my vanity the most critical effect is that of my veritable blindness in the sauna. (1 am exaggerating as I can still read and quite distinctly make out shapes and forms.

Please note that 1 have made a reservation for the 11 of us to visit the Barnes Foundation Art Collection in Philadelphia on Friday morning, 11/25. The gallery is small but exquisitely tasteful and illuminating. I do hope that you all can, and desire to attend with me. I am hoping to catch a 5:55 PM out of Minn. on 11/18 and an 11:00 A.M. out of Phila. on 11/27. These flight plans may be altered as the schedule demands.

Life as an instructor is generally quite easy and somewhat edifying. I particularly enjoy receiving free books. My take to date, here at Morris, is about 8 books. The accompanying respect and other secondary benefits are also quite pleasant. I am to meet with the main faculty benefits officer this week where I will inquire about my high-option Blue Cross surgery coverage. I also expect to receive a travel subsidy to NYC around new year's ostensibly to attend the Amer. Econ. Assoc. meeting.

October 16, 1977

Dear Family,

Greetings on the anniversary of my birth! This yearly date is rarely a particularly intense experience, probably due to familial socia1ization, yet the potential for searching introspection exists. I-can only hope that today marks a truly serious effort. Needless to say, I trust that the health and well-being of all of you, depending on your status in the life cycle, has at least not deteriorated appreciably. I look forward to the upcoming wedding with great hope and anticipation of, among other things, seeing everyone in good spirits (or not).

I dwell on the future because the present is so mundane. One definition of a provincial environment is that virtually all mental stimulation is internally generated, a description of Morris. The highlight of the past week's social enlightenment occurred at the Kahng's home on Fri. evening when the annual Econ. faculty get-together took place. By now, you should already know who was there, the Grohs', Wangness,' Mr. Chae, and I. The local High School football team was having its homecoming, so absolutely no babysitters were available. Thus the Ryans (He teachs 1 section of Acctg and is a full time CPA) were unable to make it, the Wangnesss left early to retrieve their sons at the movie house, and the Grohss brought their son Michael. The evening was not really too much, though I had a good time.

As recorded last week, the trees are still losing their leaves as I gaze out the window. The rate is faster, though, and by next week I am confident that this limited view will be quite desolate and forlorn.

Teaching is progressing adequately. Class attendance is dropping precipitately, though, and I am thus fairly concerned. My lectures are quite advanced, somewhat abstract, and usually disorganized. The homework demands are also substantial, so I can empathize with their frustration. I stop short of sympathy, because my presentation is drawn from practical and useful coursework that I have encountered. They are to an extent getting premium quality at bargain prices.

Three weeks of classes have elapsed and I am beginning to brew plans for a mid-quarter "respite." I hope J. Mackie will consent to being the guest of honor, thereby insuring the affair's success. My circle of acquaintances is relatively small, but I think that I could muster a credible showing.

I will probably purchase two speakers this week. My patience with the current state of affairs is rapidly decreasing as my savings is increasing. I have been shopping for ages (elasticity is greater over time) and am thus pleased with the prospect of two EPl 100s at $59 each.

In line with my increasing awareness that UMM is not a viable goal, I am preparing to either re-enter the world of graduate study or enter the commercial world, either in the States or Israel. To present myself adequately I am in the process of rewriting my resume. The problem is that I do not really have that much new to add.

Thus, the first step is to get an article published, as realized and noted previously. In this case, though, realizing the problem is far less than half way to successful solution. Currently I am placated by the rationalization that course preparation takes up all my time. Something by early Nov. would seem imperative; though.

Nothing new, physical-wise. My weight has creeped up to 139, but I am far from concerned. Beans and cheese- continue to dominate my diet, if not my dreams.




October 23, 1977

Dear Family,

Allow me to greet you with a sincerely felt regret at the increased impersonality of my correspondence to you. The switch was unavoidable and the substance will be virtually the same. In other words, please stay tuned.

The past week moved by in much the same manner as does all time here. Interaction and general movement are on a generally slow pace here.

Last Sunday I culled some relevant facts from various articles on "Understanding the New Futures." Roy Grohs's opinion of the effort was that it was "Much” (his emphasis) too technical and it needed a great deal of expansion and a more sophisticated clientele than the popular one that I had planned. I started this week on a more accessible topic, stock market investment, and I'll duly report any progress.

Wed. night was a philosophical colloquium with papers delivered by J.L. Mackie. His observations and comments were highbrow and enjoyable. The recent overlap of theoretical finance and philosophy, in the form of alternative state-world methodology, leaves much room for ponderance and thought.

Thurs. night I had Steve, Dave, and Tim over for dinner. These students are 3/4 . or the household that hosted two parties that I have attended (the second was yesterday). Everyone had the "House Special. Good times were had by all. All of them are good people and consequently there house is generally buzzing with more people than can be found elsewhere. Dave and I have many common interests: Patti Smith, vegetarianism, stereos, etc..

This weekend was homecoming. Naturally the cougars won with a trouncing 20-0 over rival St. Cloud (they are 5-0 in NIC competition). For me the climax was the above noted party on Sat. morning. It was to be a pre-game champaign breakfast but I personally was in no mood or condition to remain an immobile viewer of any outdoor athletic competition. Through a misunderstanding, I also missed the Provost's post game reception. A party last night at the Apt. of a T.A. was quite dead and uninspiring.

The most enjoyable aspect of the breakfast was my meeting of a sophmore, Laurie. We are to see "Seven Beauties" here at UMM on Tue.. I have been quite desirous of seeing this unique Wertmuller film for some time and I look forward to the evening with great anticipation.

My plans are progressing adequately for a mid-quarter respite. It will be held Tue. 11/1 at 7 P.M. J. L. Mackie will be "co-hosting" it with me, so I expect a goodly crowd.

BuEc 3200 was reasonably enjoyable this past week. I have given up worrying about attendance and homework as most of the people show up most of the time and most of the students turn in the homework due.

The town of Morris was a feature in the Minn. Tribune last week. Among the relevant facts were that the Univ. is the largest employer with 305 employees. Storage and processing of grains, mostly corn, are also a major source of employment.
The library is proving to be the major savior of my sanity and production ability. All the periodicals are shelved together in an accessible frontal location. Thus through reading at my apt. I am able to stay current in: the NYT Book Review, NYReview of Books, New Statesman (British), and a whole host of other general and specific interest magazines. The small nature of the library is much more limiting in all other aspects, though. The hours that it is open are basically adequate for me.

My athletic endeavors were given a jolt when I broke the plastic sppedo laces on one of my running shoes. I have still been unsuccessful in mending it.

Less than one month remains until the big event. Note that I am enclosing a copy of the confirming letter to our Barnes Foundation admission.
Be well.




October 30, 1977

Dear Family,

I trust that this letter finds everyone in the best of health, happiness and spirits. I am in a generally joyous mood as the week's productive efforts were substantial and I have many pleasures to look forward to in the immediate and distant future.

On a professional level, Roy liked my second piece and though we had trouble thinking exactly what was the most efficient choice for publication, I submitted to the Minn. Tribune, Business Editor as a Sunday Free-lance piece. The article contains a substantial amount of paraphrasing of previously published material (mostly from the WSJ) and though I duly give credit where due, I am not particularly proud of it. In any event, as usual, I hope for 'the best and expect the worst. I am pleased with the 500 word essay that I wrote yesterday, thoughts of a Post-Nixonian Ex-Democrat. It may go somewhere other than the circular file.

Last Tue. I went to see "Seven Beauties" with Laurie, as planned. I agree with the critics who for the most part share reservations about the films message. It was certainly. packed with the brio that I usually associate with Wertmuller’s flicks. The social aspect of the evening went passably, if uneventfully. The evening's festivities prompted 8 lines of verse which are replicated below. The lines are not my best, but credible and sincere nonetheless.

This past Tue. was also a division meeting, the purpose of which was to ostensibly debate the merits of retention for next year of two junior history faculty. The event felt like a reverse purge trial as virtually all the history people and others bubbled over with good and pleasant things to say about the candidates. After two hours of this thorough and appreciatory expression of "sincere" sentiment, I offered my one comment for the day (the meeting's last) of my appreciation to Mimi for her subscription to and deliverance to my mailbox of a daily NYT. (I offered this as a "summary of the discussion" thus far). The whole affair was instructive if somewhat boring and inconsequential. (We don't even vote on them until next week.)

The net result of this coming Tue. (11/1) mid-quarter respite will be to alienate me from my Soc. Sci. colleagues, rather than ingratiate myself to them as originally planned. This misfortunate eventuality results from an oversight by me because 11/1 is also the date of the quarterly inter-disciplinary Soc. Sci. seminar. This combined with my unbelievable Sept. photocopying bill ($100 compared to discipline norms of under $15) reinforces that I will not be here next year. In a way, this information coming so early an liberating in that it permits me to wholeheartedly orient myself to maximizing my opportunities.

As previously lamented, I still feel that most of my colleagues are "turkeys,” though I do expect to see them after Thanksgiving. With a smaller turnout Tue and a more desirable one at that. I'll still have a good time. Other minor hassles have cropped up in relation to it, so I have resolved to avoid week-night affairs if possible.

On Thursday my speakers arrived. Attaching them led to the revelation that my pre-amp was badly malfunctioning. I then practiced a little "Zen and the Art of Stereo Maintenance" and received very positive vibes (images of self-worth) when the system subsequently performed flawlessly. I am content with the sound and do not anticipate any further additions this year.

The routine of teaching is becoming easier. This basically stems from the attitude of students and the fairly high level of competence and attention that my lectures demand, actualities are virtually the same as last week.

I received approval this week for the standard 50% of my proposed budget ($360) for attendance at the AEA meeting in NYC 12/27-30. I may be hard pressed to spend that much, The 50% subsidization comes from (through?) the academic dean.

I am currently reading From Oedipus to Moses: Freud's Jewish Identity in addition to the usual. The author Marthe Robert has written other works on Freud that I have read.' This: one was published only last year and I have previously never been exposed to any systematic or substantial analysis of the subject. It is very illuminating as Freud's infantile relationshlp and disdain for his semi-alienated religious father and the catharsis provoked at Jakob Freud's death prompted Interpretation of Dreams and ultimately psychoanalysis. His subconscious torment as a Diaspora Jew is also a notion that strikes a resonant chord within me. His second (and last) catharsis resulted partially from the onslaught of old age (specifically an excruciatingly painful jaw cancer) and of course, the rise of Nazism. . His motives in offering Moses as an Egyptian was to a absolve his ancestral “handicap” and “guilt.”

November 6, 1977

Dear Family

As we approach the momentous occasion, I trust that everyone is savoring the experience and experiencing heartfelt joy. Life here this week was generally boisterous.

My Tue. “Mid-quarter respite” was a pleasant affair. About 25 people showed, mostly faculty and wives. Unexpected guest was Donald Davidson a notable philosophy Prof delivering a colloquium here at UMM. The food spread was typically opulent, if somewhat bloated on the carbohydrate-calorie scale. The disappointing absence of nubile prosects was not from lack of trying. Only one of my students, George Hinderacker showed.

On Tue. I also scored (what I hop is) a significant victory in my battle against the cockroaches. In a moment of pursuit and cunning, I recalled J. Bronowski’s remark of the first known man-made painting. It is on a wall in a cave (in Western Spain? ) and is thought to have been painted in this dark spot so that when a hunter flashed a light on it, he would be able to picture the hunting scenario as it would unfold, an act of present transcension for future thought. I dusted critical spots that I hope they transverse with Ajax which would kill them if they in fact walk on it, ingesting the poisonous compound in their routine cleaning (licking) of their legs.

I attended Davidson's speech Wed. night: entitled "Is Psychology. Scientific?" I had also read his recent J of Phil article earlier in the day, which dealt with a related topic. The whole venture seemed to lead nowhere. Not once was the idea of unconscious brought up and when I approached him on it later, he regarded it as only one of many competing theories. I felt that his only point is that the unconscious is unquantifiable. After his talk, a party was held at Howard and Barbara's home.

Last night. I briefly stopped in at a party upstairs in Marvin and Ron’s apt. That the sing1e women present were almost all pedantic schoolteachers made the atmosphere slightly depressing and so I had to leave.

Not much new to say on the professional level. I have gone through several drafts of “Ruminations of a Post-Nixon Ex-Democrat" and hope to get, something off this weak. Unfortunately I am at a temporarily (hopefully) lull in the process of idea germination.

I will probably not attend very many division and campus assembly meetings from new on. Quite simply, their lack of relevance is the major reason.

The BuEc 3200 class is over 2/3 of the way through the text. And thus suriving the quarter seems quite imminent. Plans for the Thanksgiving "mid-term" and guest speaker are progressing well. I take delight in making personal embellishments as juicy as possible. .

I saw "The Conversation" on Fri.. night. Other than its predictability and blatant attempts at psychological play on overt fixations, I enjoyed it. Gene Hackman acted well.

After a state of temporary repair, the top left Speedo lace on my jogging shoe (L) broke for good. My running has been so mediocre, though, that I think the overall effect will be marginal. I am lifting weights on a more regular basis and thus hope to show improvement. People still comment to me on my shaving and reading the NYT in the sauna but it has long since stopped phasing me. I have stopped my dip in the pool due to concern with my right ear.

Preparations for next quarter are moving slowly. This week I selected the texts. I expect 7 students in Investments and 45 in Acctg. I will probably only have 1 T .A. with experience in Acctg. I am authorized to hire 2 T.A.s for 8 hrs per week for 2 qtrs (each). The problem is finding eligible and capable students as most of those who do well also transfer to the main campus shortly thereafter to pursue Bus. Admin.

I have been fairly successful in routinizing my sleep to get 6 1/2 - 7 hrs per night.

The Student run radio station KUMM is quite enjoyable, if a little to "progressive" for my tastes.. I generally prefer it to casettes. The hourly UPI dispatch is enlightening.

Be well


December 4, 1977

Dear Family,
Greetings from frigid Morris. I have been back a week and fortunately I am to leave in four day's time. With so much movement on the horizon for this body, the week has virtually flown by.

The Thanksgiving Vacation mail pile-up was not overwhelming. In fact within 24 hours of return, the aura here was like a Dave Mason song, “lt's like you never left.” The air was filled with some sense of finality and climactic anticipation as classes roll to a close. The social reaction is pervasively jubilant euphoria.

My social wind-up started with dinner for John Mackie. The affair was informal and efficient and the mood was pleasant. The next night, Fri., I was invited to dinner at Ray and Maggie's. Last night was a two-part party beginning with a pre-concert cocktail party and followed by a more typical student party. Both were instructive, if somewhat destructive physiologically. Tonight I am making dinner for the student who proctored my mid-term. Tuesday night is the culmination when I will make dinner for my class, attend a huge bash on the other side of town, and frantically tie up last minute affairs and packing for departure on Wed morning.

Planning for next quarter has progressed adequately. I have been derelict in preparing for Investment Fundamentals but the motivation for correction has been surprisingly short and late in coming. I hope that two weeks at the homestead will be facilitative. The major preparation of Mgrl. Acctg. is complete. With the overwhelming abundance of Accting aids for the text, all I need are a few good jokes and a modest degree of competence. I expect enrol1ments of 40 in the Acctg. and 4 in Investments.

I expect that I will be a Disc Jocky next quarter with a weekly three-hour radio slot. The station is totally student run and I am on very good terms with almost all the executive staff. All parties encountering the idea have been enthused about it.

The big news of the week arrived with Monday's mail and a letter from Chase Manhattan V.P., Dennis S. Soter. He invited me to lunch and a visit with Chase Financial Policy on Thursday 12/22. I will forward some of my writing to him so that we can have something to talk about. I am trying to be as rational and calculating as possible in the use of my time in NYC. I will send a copy of my resume and "Guide to.. academics as well as executives that I expect to see in the banks and at the convention.

As for my deeper thoughts of the week, they were mostly of an uplifting nature. One of the more pleasurable aspects of coming back was the pile of periodicals that demanded my perusal. My current belief is that a big step between me and long term growth is long term facilitation. Experiencing some of the joys and beauty of the recent matrimony. Their noble Zionist attempt and humanic passion of beauty, truth and justice has kindled within me longings for stability, community and a fulfilling future.

This week I started jumping rope as the winter alternative to the daily jog. My weight-lifting prowess deteriorated only slightly with the break. I expect that Dec. will see me running a lot more and lifting less.

My professional library is already quite substantial. I have enough material now to keep me interestingly reading for a year. I look forward to some day catching up with the rate of inflow so as to at least stop falling further behind the accumulation.

On Fri. I got a tour of the UMM art gallery's current display by the artist, my 'neighbor, Greg Page. What I found striking was the degree of subtlety and sophistication with which he had synthesized his various motivating factors and desires. His art deals mostly with structure and texture and transcended the overt psychological identities that I feel plagues most of the artists in the area.

Be well.


January 3, 1978

Dear Family,

How fast 1700 miles does travel!! I can barely believe that I am here for the next six months. My joy at the previous six weeks of experience with all of you is unbounded. I cannot describe the profundity with which I view our time together and the joy and concomitant humility with which I view you folks, my past, present, and future. The myriad of sensations and feelings of emotional security and attachment inspire me greatly. The memorable treasure of this simcha shall last a lifetime. For this, I am eternally grateful to our holy couple in Jerusalem Ellen and Reuven Levinson. Their (your) lifelong perspective, bespeaks a dignity and morality that I find truly heartwarming,

On a professional level, I took ½ step out of Morris. I made lots of contacts (one of whom called here today before I arrived back) but nothing definite has materialized. 1 have returned and refreshened anew. Realistically, I am beginning to appreciate that my resume entree: University teaching experience in:... will be taking a lot more time than has been devoted thus far, so my advancement in the next six months may not be as tangible as I would have preferred. Still I claim competence so I should at least offer it.

The final leg of my journey here (from Cleve to Morris) was the most fraught with hazards. Checking in at C1eve Hopkins, I splurged and tipped the bellman $1 to check me in, while I shared parting thoughts with Mom. The move turned out to be the best of the day, for when I arrived at the gate (5 minutes before takeoff) only 1st class seats were available. The flight was 1 hr late into Chicago so that I missed my intervening connection. My original flight ended there but by the time it arrived, I was too late for the only 5:40 bus to Morris so Northwest Orient Airlines put me up in Minn. for the night, with dinner. Since I rode 1st class all the way and I did not use my Chi-Minn. ticket, I felt OK about the whole deal (plus I am getting a half subsidy of the whole faire from the U).

Nevertheless, I missed my opening classes today. Inv. Fundamentals (BuEc 3205) has 5 students, none of whom I have heard of, and Intra to Acctg has 53! My forte was last quarter, so you can understand my trepidation. My planned night course does not seem to be eliciting the expected demand, so I will have time to try a weekly DJ slot, as planned. It will Probably be either a morning or weekend 3-hr spot.

I look forward with great anticipation to the next half year when I can see you all again on the 8,000 mile journey eastward. As you can see, it will never leave my thoughts.

The most amusing aspect of the conference was knocking on the door of a noted Professorts Hotel room and encounter him recovering his composure in the midst(?) of sexual activities. Ah well! to each his peccadillo.. Some of it was inspiring and even ennobling with my intimate connection to a whole host of attending participants. The whole east coast was, as usual, facilitating and efficacious. I got intellectuality in Boston, family and commerce in NY, and a flash of the past in Phila.

This coming week of settling down will entail a lot of ego definition. First on the agenda are cleaners and the grocery store. The temperature here drops below 0 degrees F at night and I need all the clean coats that I can muster. What I found amusing over this past break was that my commuting time is not significantly different from the avg. American 15 minutes, and that the consumption of Television on average doubles for a man after he gets married.

I do hope to hear from all of you in the coming months, though you'll keep getting these even if I do not. Feeling and knowing that all of us can and desire to share our future realities is the essence, if not the ultimate, of life

Be well


January 9, 1978

Dear Family,

Morris is downright inhospitable this week as I experience a low of my life, -60 degrees F. I find that in anything below –20, I have pretty much the same sensation that it is only a matter of a few short minutes before frostbite of the nose strikes. As I lost my ski cap I purchased a new hat at Gibson’s. It was a comical $1.99 as it conjures images of both Moscow and cops bu it is warm, and I am not looking for a wife in this climate, so I wear it.

Otherwise, my second quarter is proceeding adequately, Acctg is leveling off at about 45 and my investments course is practically down to 0. I am enjoying the acctg as it is a new pedagogical sphere. Suprisingly, it represents the most likely job candidate for next year as Dr. Donald Cell of Cornell college (Mt. Vernon, Iows 52314) who I spole to at the ASSA mmeting infomed me that I am a leading candidate for an Asst. Prof. In Acctg. As a tenure track spot, I could have time and ability ( U of Iows is 20 miles away) to get the PhD. I am following up other leads made at the convention as well as typing up PhD (and DBA) applications this week. What a hassle, the whole experience is enough to dread. I got a rejection letter from Chase Financial Policy on Thurs.

My DJ slot on KUMM (“89.7 on your FM dial”) is Sat. 10 AM to noon. I have had some training and will get more this week. Last Sat. night I was at a party at the home of Steve, Dave, Kevin and Tim, 4 DJs and senior exec of the station….I have been hanging around with this crowd since I got here, so my slot is no news.

One of the few pleasures awaiting upon my return was catching up with my literary periodicals, particularly the TLS. I am coming to a profound appreciation for the different mode of literary criticism as between Freud and Marx, who stand apart from the novelistic creative process while concentrating on the psychopathology and V. Woolf, who veritably shines as a literary critic whith her avocation for retracing though processes and her empathy with authors.

I am slowly getting back into a physical fitness routine. I expect to play paddleball this quarter on a faily regular basis. Rope jumping, weight lifting and head-standing will continue to represent the stable elements of my athletic endeavors.

My Hebrew studies are progressing, if somewhat slowly. Nightly I try to say the Birkat Hamazon. I use a kippa and siddur from the wedding. I do so want it to be more than just a memory.

January 15, 1978

Dear Family,

As we approach the most formidable and inhospitable days in the Morris winter, I have great motivation and time to pause, ponder, and introspect. The musings of ths week brought conviction to the belief that my status as a husband and father is much more intrfgal than as an academic (successful or otherwise). Furthermore, I am always redrawn to the statement of Jeff Jaffe (Wharton Assoc. Prof. PhD U of Chi) that a correlated variable with successful completion of the PhD was a married status. I can certainly see living the next 5 years easier without a PhD than a wife.

Such are the predictable lamentations of this anxious and lonely Jew, ballting alienating and absurd existentialism in his trajic quest for commitment and engagement.

I had my first DJ slot yesterday morning. The event was hectic and undeniably fulfilling. Hearing my voice on the air is of course, a "trip," but the rest of the details are what add life and meaning to the effort. I will start recording my show and send them to any interested parties out there. I will now have both reason and motivation to keep my musical tastes current.

Friday we received the student evaluations of last quarter. Disappointingly, the BuEC 3200 students were "neutral" towards me. I do not know what this means as far as my future here is concerned. The Econ Dept. is having an extremely difficult time finding a PhD replacement for me. Expansion of the business program here is on the horizon and as a first step, consolidation of 5 part-time taught classes into one 2/3 MBA equivalent position could occur. This position would probably pay $10,000 for 2 Qtrs (4 courses) per year. The expansion would be to a full time MBA. My interest is only the sort-run in that I could then spend next summer and fall in Jerusalem looking for a wife and generally checking out the Israeli scene, come back for two qrts,. and then be ready for life's next adventure (PhD enrollment?). It is an option that gives me thought, compared to next year identical or radically different from this one.

This afternoon after a tri-weekly weight-lifting session and a dinner of Whole Earth Legumes, I will indulge in the US annual cultural event,…The Super Bowl. I expect some memorable sex and violence for the $200K+ per minute advertising cost. I will watch it upstairs with Ron and his Principal and wife.

I played some exciting paddleball this past week and hope to continue regularly.

Virtually all the job and academic applications and transcript and recommendation requests have been sent. This week in the mail I received a follow-ip letter of interest from St. Martins's college in Olympia, WA and an unsolicited application invitation from Ill. State Univ. for positions in Finance. I responded to them both that I would consider only an Asst. Prof.

Be Well.

Jan 29, 1978

Dear Family,

The week that has passed by since I last spoke has been for the most part, the frustrating trade-off between wisdom and knowledge. I have tbe wisdom to know where I should be and what 1 should be doing all the way to peaking out as a $56,000+ Washing technocrat (PhD, JD) in 15 years, but the knowledge that I lack could tragically take a whole lifetime, and obviously more, to acquire. The "pristine" Morris environment only serves to enhance these feelings.

The upcoming "Mid-Quarter Respite," (invitation enclosed) could just as well be entitled "Aspiring Technocrat's Debut" in the fluid viscous Washington environment. I am hopeful and expectant of drawing a larger percentage of my class and more faculty, as a am not alienating my Division colleagues by holding it on the exact same night as a formal Division I function. Still, my main draw last quarter John Mackie (and with him world famous Donald Davidson) is long gone. I am planning on the usual unprocessed nutrients, baked carbohydrate concoctions, juices, and brewed and fermented alcoholic beverages.

The weather here is, of course, unbearable. I have saved the observation until the third paragraph because I am getting an overload of it from everybody, here and there. Our daily temperatures are –10 degrees F and with wind chill, ~40 degrees F (or C). I have taken to wearing a sock over my nose and mouth until I can buy a specially constructed foam
(washable, reusable, and therefore $4.95) or paper ($1?) construction. I am waiting
for my next shopping trip (2/1) or milder weather, as even the short walk from my office to the apt. leaves my nose severely windburn.

I am acquiring specific competence in a number of areas. I am finally and inevi­tably reading my texts for next quarter. I am choosing then both, so I am comfortable with Business & Society by George Steiner and Management Classics, edited by 2 U of Houston Profs. Steiner's office was next door to Dr Weston’s, so I know something of the man. The book almost puts one to sleep but it provides a very directed path and loads of supplemental possibilities for classroom discussion. With the impending commencement of the course I am increasingly less motivated to question the worth or meaningfulness of this format The Mngmnt text has 40 contributed papers, which makes for a nice 2-per-class session. Both books have multiple choice questions for chapter / article which I plan to give them to add to the reward motivation of reading the book. I will heavily weigh classroom participation. As Dr. Steiner said to me, "Get them talking." I will feel quite accomplished if I can do that here.

The Acctg. is going well. We spent practically all of last week on Chapter 7 "Differential Costs and Revenues," or some such, and I think everyone was ready to move on. I had little attendance loss through the first three weeks, but the expected exo­dus is beginning to take place. I expect to give final grades to 39/52 names on the final roll (75%, the SS norm). Investment' Fundamentals is virtually in limbo. I there­fore am reading the text, for the first time, at a less than frantic pace, and should finish it within two weeks. The book, Fundamentals of Finance by Eugene Fame, is both eloquent and concise. I am learning a real skill of efficiency testing from it and sincerely expect it to ferment into publishable ideas. My reading in econometrics per se is temporarily suspended. After my reading for next quarter is done, I will get back to this necessary statistical underpinnings. My last sustained intellectual endeavor of Hebrew is continually progressing if at what seems an intolerably lethargic pace.

I received frustrating news from U of TX, as they finally sent me forms which are due 2/1 with three supporting recommendations. Reading yesterday's UPI with the news that Brownsville TX with 73*F was the warmest spot in the continental U.S. and that horrendous weather had hit NC made the realization that Austin TX was probably going to be the only warm school that I picked. I am still expectant and hopeful of "warm" receptions everywhere.


The radio show yesterday was technically adequate. My projection still needs worka though. The whole process is lots of fun and I really enjoy my slot. A party the night before at the home of a zany fellow DJ only slightly impaired my motor and neurological functions.

Be well.

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February 12, 1978

Dear Family,

I can now extend you greetings from the longest winter in the history of Minnesota. Since December 12 when the termperature had the audacity to reach 35° F, we have been below freezing, a record 58 days, that show no sign of abating. This week was mostly in the teens and twenties and it felt like a heat wave. Acclimation to this climate after a year in balmy L.S. has been one big chill, but I suspect that the worst is over and spring should be here within a month. I trust that you are sharing similar sentiments.

The past week progressed fairly well. As there were no particularly unifying themes, I will recall the event in a fairly chronological fashion. Tuesday night after the KUMM meeting I had 4 DJs over (including 2 Acctg students) and we polished off two more gallons of the remaining keg of beer. On Wed. I returned the keg after emptying the remaining three gallons down my drain.

Thursday was my second Acctg mid-term. It should prove to be an overall less traumatic event than the first one. My second T.A. graded them, so my burden was certainly lighter. Afterwards while partying at the home of two accounting students, an officer of the law arrived and served them with a summons from their landlord for failure to pay the rent and general damages. The whole complaint has the appearance of a rigging as one owner's wife works at the courthouse and the other notarized their complaint. Ah well, small town drama.

While speaking with Howard Wettstein later in the afternoon, he related to me his saga of having received daily unsigned notes for the past month from an evangelical. This past week the author finally identified herself as the wife of a Poli Sci Prof. The incident certainly spurred my desire to leave.

I did not have much progress this week as far as my future goes. I am sending about 3 applications per week to advertised teahing jobs…. I heard from DrW twice during the week, with the net result that he kindly sent recommendations on my behalf.

Fri and Sat. were spent mostly recording albums on cassette at 609 W. 6. I added over a dozen to my collection. My DJ slot was as enjoyable and uneventful as expected.

Only now am I beginning to utilize the division secretary in an efficient manner for personal accumulation. This process basically consists of requesting photostatic copies of articles through our library system and requesting papers from people who present their ideas at the ASSA convention. My personal aggrandizement of my library continues unabated. I expect the process will begin to decelerate as my convention requests finish arriving.

I played Eliot and Howard in paddleball this week, resoundingly defeating them both. I will seek tougher competition so that at least I will recall what defeat feels like. The weightlfting is progressing adequately, though occasionally I get terrific headaches from it. I suspect the pain arises from lack of oxygen or humidity.

As usual, I have only myself to chastise for not having my intellectual "act" "together". My progression for the week was minimal and the new week brings the typical resolve to be more efficient and effective.

My roommate moved out awhile ago and I kept on forgetting to write you this fact. He found a cheaper place (5 blocks farther away) and I suspect by now he may even be back with his wife. He paid his rent and we parted friends. I am not expectant of finding another and with less than 4 months to go, I am resolved of the current situation.

The tentative end-of-quarter plans are for me to leave here 3/10 and return 3/26. As of now, I will spend most of the time in Cleve. With a probable side trip to Columbus a 2-day stop in Chicago visiting Esther Shaira. Fri night, 3/10 I hope to see Dylan's Ronaldo and Clara at the movies in Minneapolis and Sat. 3/11 to get a free comprehensive ($65 value) medical check-up before departing for Cleve. More definiteness will be established as the time approaches.



February 19, 1978

Dear Family,

The cold continues. This observation about wraps up the news from Morris. We are 10 days beyond the record of 54 days in a row below freezing and no sign of abatement exists. My health has remained unscathed by the winter's brutal forces, but I expected it to. The climate has certainly made me into a tougher individual than if I had remained in L.A.

The real event of the week occurred Wed. afternoon when the two candidates for my position were given a telephone interview… Both candidates exceed my own qualifications only in that they have their PhD. Be Uzaro, choice #1, will probably not come here as his asking wage of $23,000 at the Asst Prof level is about $5,000 more than Provost Imholte will spend. Suk-Mo Ku has impeccable references, diligence and determination. He know no Acctg, Bus and Soc, or Mgmt Theory, barely speaks English and has taught only 1 Qtr of introductory econ. Before I vehemently plead my case I will let a little time pass so that I have a better idea on my future options. The people who will benefit least from these 2 PhDs are, of course, the students. Both candidates are truly economists and are far removed from the business questions and interests that the students have and raise. Predictably, as the two-hour session digressed and prepared to disband, personal and professional digs and jabs were voiced, not the least of which was an unflattering comparison of the Ibo tribe of Nigeria (presumably Uzaro's tribe) to the Jews.

I am developing competence and efficiency in the expansion of my professional article collection. The efficiency is coming from overcoming my disinclination to burden the division secretary with my requests. I do not care too much about anything around here anymore, least of all the opinions of my colleagues and secretaries. Textbooks are still flowing in. With all of this intellectual capital, leaving academia becomes a harder and harder decision.

On Thursday I witnessed the legal skirmish of Dick and Eliot. The event was quite anticlimactic as their landlord dropped the specific complaint in return for their vacating of the premises by March 1. Damage charges may still follow.

That night I went to the Globe, Morris's only disco/bar for the first and probably last time. It is very close to my apt. and I am glad to report how little I have missed by not going there sooner.

Last night was a fairly undistinguished party. It's only notable aspect for me was the possible befriending of a woman student. The women here are so unimpressive that with each one I meet, my desire and inclination for friendship is less and less. I would have to label this a continuing disillusionment of expectations.

This evening I will be hosting Barbara and Howard Wettstein for dinner. Her being kosher naturally complicates the whole affair, but at least I know what it means and can attempt to logically deal with it,. A rarity she is grateful for. If any dialog occurs, it will certainly be the intellectual highlight of my week.

With about 3 1/2 weeks of class remaining in this quarter, everything seems to be under control. I am not looking forward to handing out final grades because I may have to give "no records" to students who have taken the exams and occasionally show up to class. I expect that a few of the students will take me up on my standing invitation for dinner.

The response to my two spring qtr courses should be substantial with at least 12 students per class. Preparing, thinking and worrying about them is taking increasing amounts of my time. I still have a substantial amount of reading to do in the texts before I can begin to integrate outside material and plan a course format and lectures.

My two T.A.s are working out well. The funny and ironic aspect is that I am having them gather information that I did as a T.A. and should have retained. Of course my salary was 3/2 theirs, but no matter as they are just as capable as I was.

Nothing new to report on the food consumption of weightlifting endeavors. As with my general intellectual advancement, progress is slow, if somewhat steady. In an effort to overcome my anemic-looking skin, I am going back to a daily 15-minute sun lamp exposure. Significant results will take awhile.

I have been submitting my manuscripts of "Ruminations…." And "A Guide to…" to numerous periodicals for some time. According to the signatures, I have gotten personal rejections from Norman Podhoretz and Bill Buckley, among others. I remain undaunted by this initial failure.



February 26, 1978

A March greeting to you all! I trust that for all, this month will go out like a proverbial lamb. That it has come in like a lion, there can be no doubt.

The future is beginning to take form and definition. On Monday I received notice that my manuscript "A Guide to Profitable Equity Investing," was accepted for publication by the National Association of Investment Clubs in their 75,000 copy monthly Better Investing. On Tue. I received notice from Merrimack College in North Andover MA that they want me to interview there for a faculty position. As of now I am not going because they provide no travel subsidy, but with the news of my manuscript and my impeccable references to arrive on Mon., I expect that I will be able to get at least $50 from them, making it worth my while. I am very desirous of seeing people and Harvard in Boston, 30 miles to the south.

The temperature here has surpassed the unbelievable. Our sub-freezing weather was broken for less than eight hours when the thermostat plummeted again to our present 9° F. We did manage to set an all-time Minnesota record of 66 days, 18 hours and 11 minutes.

I have sincere sympathy for the Econ faculty here as their scramble for a qualified replacement for me becomes increasingly frantic. It appears that the leading candidate is now neither of the two that were telephone interviewed and Sun is unwilling to keep me privy of the situation.



My past week was fairly active socially. On Wed I attended the final home game of the UMM varsity basketball team. They are NAIC champs and are traveling to Iowa for post-season play-offs. They are #2 nationally in small college defense. As my TA Jeff Hagen plays on the team, I enjoyed the victory immensely. Afterwards was a free concert by an uninspiring but competent loud band. On Thurs. I played bridge with three students who were beginners. I had a fairly enjoyable experience.

I am growing less fearful about next quarter as I formulate and formalize the class content. The examinations in both classes will consist of daily quizzes with no midterm or final. The long term projects in Business and Society are student-run mock shareholder meetings and a research project with the Mgmt & Org. Theory project will aim at a publishable article. The format of B&S will entail more class discussion. Neither will unfortunately be rigorously analytical enough for my tastes. A positive sign is that lots of former and present students are signing up, including all my TAs.

Not much new at KUMM. On request I was given permission to do an informal "KUMM Speaks Out", editorial, but I will wait until I have more than one essay to relate.

I suffered a minor tragedy last week when my hanging plant fell. It now appears to be dying a slow torturous death as when I grabbed it in flight, the soil and pot continued to fall and I was left holding the branches and roots. Replanting appears to have been ineffectual. On the brighter side, my apt. was sprayed twice for German roaches and now appears to be rid of them.

Last Sunday night's dinner with Howard and Barbara Wettstein was a pleasant affair. Their lack of mobility as professionals in the humanities and education is truly tragic. Tonight I will be entertaining four accounting students for dinner.

On Tue I will receive the physical check-up that I thought I would have to go to Minneapolis for. The traveling van is apparently as comprehensive as the in-office testing.

The art gallery here has a current exhibit of mild interest, Victorian Photographs. Predictably, it is their age rather than content which generally sparks their uniqueness.

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March 13, 1978

Dear Family.
Greetings!rom the Cleveland Hts.homestead on this fairly mild late winter morning. My health and well beIng are good as I 'trust everyone else's is. .

The last week of winter quarter passed uneventfully in MorrisU. I ended up leaving Thursday morning and flying to Cedar Rapids, Iowa where I interviewed with Cornell College. .Earlier in the week I recieved calls from the Univs NC and Mich from professors deciding on my PhD candidacy. They both asked why I left UCLA and seemed to be satisfied with my response. I expect admission and aid ($5,400?) from both..

Cornell was. an interesting experience and I expect an offer from them and that I will accept it (assuming a rejection from Harvard). Its similarity to Morris is uncanny in many respects. My schedule there was as follows. Thurs night after dinner with Donald Cell and Hardie Park, two of the three Bcon faculty members, I presented my manuscript and general philosophy to a gathering of 15 students. Fri morning I met with the Dean. Financial V.P (and the woman I am to replace. Lunch with 5 faculty members was followed by an afternoon of individual meetings and campus exploration. The evening consisted of a meeting with other faculty members over Scotch at D. Cell's home. My flight to Chicago left Sat. morning at 10:10 A.M. The disappointing news stemmed from two basic causes, the school’s lack of funds, and the general limiting nature of' Christian dogma. The first was manifested is the bare minimum quantity and quality of supplies that faculty receive at Cornell, notably in significantly lower salaries than at UMM for example. Comell is now a generally secular institution with a. reasonably large Jewish representation, as the Dean and Donald Cell's family are Jewish. Still, I was asked many pointed, difficult, and even antagonistic questions and when I gave the expected or acceptable answers, the dialog stopped. No one seemed very interested in the depth or nature of my understanding or interests.

My desires and expectations. are that I would work on the. PhD at the U of Iowa while teaching. Both my colleagues and the administration were supportive of this idea. Francis Ayres, the woman I am to replace is currently a PhD student in Accounting there, and gave me enough info on the program for me not to rule out this idea.

The "exciting" aspect of the school is that this past week the faculty voted to change the academic calendar around so that students take only one course at a. time, for 3 ½ weeks per course. Faculty are required to teach only 7 courses per year.

Mt. Vernon, where Cornell is located, is a town of 3,200 and 1 stoplight. It is 20 miles from Cedar Rapids, an industrial town of 160,000 and 20 miles from 'the U of Iowa in Iowa City. Housing will not be cheap but the college has housing it rents and a. mortgage pool to draw from.

After arriving home Sat., I called my friend John and got invited to go skiing with him and some other friends. We drove to a cottage in Western .N., Y., on Lake Chautauqua and were set for a full day of skiing yesterday. I enjoyed myself immensely and am not too sore or injured today.

I will be here until 3/23 and hope to have my spring quarter courses all prepared by then.



March 22. 1978

Dear Family,

I trust that Spring has actually as well as officially arrived for you, as it has in Cle. Hts. We are enjoying reasonable and almost balmy weather here. Judy and I have been able to run a few outdoor miles together. If not consoled. I am at least placated by the knowledge that the barely acceptable temperatures here at my vacation destination are more civilized than the locale to which I will be returning shortly.

My spring break thus far has been pleasant and progressive. Last Thur-Sat I was in Columbus visiting Judy. The hick nature of the town and the inhospitable weather precluded much traveling. I nevertheless enjoyed glimpsing traces of Judy's community and routine. Her current living arrangements, if not housemates, are about as optimal as any that I have witnessed.

I have been down to CSU 4 times, mostly photo-copying the table of contents pages from recent periodicals in the field of Mgmt & Org. Theory as sources of ideas for the papers that I will be asking my students to write. I also ran into two dear friends from my MBA days. Sat night I went out with Carol Tay1or and we grappled with this lethargic city in one of the few reasonable manners by sitting and talking all evening in the corner of one of the few open bars.. The other friend was Ken Rose, who was a really close colleague.

Las't night Judy and 1 saw Warren Zevon at the Agora Ballroom. I had heard and had played a few cuts off of his recent (2nd) album while DJing in Morris and was quite favorably impressed. He proved to be an entertaining showman as well as leader of an accomplished band. Humourous highlight occurred during his rendition of a Muddy Water's Blues standard, 'I'm a Man" in which he moans out a "M ….A….N” That spell's maaan. THAT SPELLS MENSCH.. In context. the line was hilarious. but only his Jewish guitar players and myself appreciated

I am basically ready to head back to Morris though stays at the homestead never seem long enough. I am excited about and hopeful of some good news on the professional front shortly after I arrive back. Cornell and outside-shot Harvard are still my dreams.

Tomorrow I am flying to Chicago for a stay with Esther Shapira until Sat. or Sun. Her costume Purim ball is Tomorrow night.

March 28 s 1978

Dear Family,

Greetings from unseasonably pleasant Morris. The final leg of my return trip went from a snowstorm in Chicago to pleasant 50° weather. I. cannot say that I truly longed for or missed this place, but I was not saddened by my return. I am glad that my final quarter here has begun. The end is in sight.

The truth awaiting me on my arrival back was a rousing dose of humility. I got rejected at Harvard and Michigan, in my application for PhD admission. 1 will make no more boasts or even voice expectations until I hear some thing positive.

My classes this quarter are Business and Society and Mgmt and Org Theory. Each has around 10 students with an overlap of at least 5. Thus far, not too much to report, though I am some­what anxious over my less than thorough preparation.

I have begun running again after my 4 month winter furlough. The aching feeling in my legs is almost pleasurable. The side roads and paths around here are still practically under water, but by sticking to the main dirt thoroughfares, a pleasant course can be covered.

My stay in Chicago was interesting and enjoyable. I encountered many Jews, but little community. I am having a difficult time verbalizing my disappointment with the people that I met. Certainly little evidence was presented to me to contradict ay belief that 95% of the dialog that one is likely to encounter as an American is spoken for the benefit of the speaker; principally as a manifestation of an insufficiently developed ego.

The dry roads allow me to bring out the bicycle that I have stored over the winter. I had almost forgotten the joys and liberation that come with this two-wheeled transport. Today I rode downtown for a haircut.

The weight that I read on the scale does not seem like it is mine so that I am going to have to run extra hard this spring to shed 5 pds and reach an acceptable 135. My eating habits are like I never left. My culinary education over the break was limited to lightening the color of my bean and cheese dish as suggested by Judy.

Tonight was the KUMM staff meeting with the quarter's DJ assignments being handed out. I am currently signed up for two slots, W 9-Noon and F 6-9 P.M. I will probably turn the morning slot over to Eliot as he has expressed a desire for one. While the Fri. slot is not optimal, all the more desirable slots were grabbed by jocks with more seniority. It should prove to be an interesting change from my morning routine.

On the way up here, I finished Main Street by Sinclair Lewis. The pettiness and utter undesirability of small-town Minnesota life that he so vividly portrays actually was what softened me for my return arrival. At least the continual reinvigoration of the changing student and faculty body at the UMM add some life to this dreary prairie setting. Currently I have started This Way To the Gas Please which, as its title implies, is about the death camps. As recom­mended, the author is quite poignant.

I have been revising my manuscript and hope to send it off to Better Investing by the end of the week. Notice of the forthcoming publication occurred in the quarterly UMM Faculty-staff newspaper.

While in Chicago, we did manage to take in an Apple Pancake breakfast at my favorite Walker Bros. Pancake house. Our mobility was severely constrained by a lack of an auto and Esther's inability to drive.

One of my T.A.s, Ken Brouiette (sp?) has an inkling of computer programming knowledge. I am hoping that from him I can gain the capacity or ability to handle the data tapes and regression programs that are essential to empirical finance. This is probably wishful think­ing and if nothing brews in three weeks, I will have him return to the mundane.

In addition to my whopping Federal income tax refund, I am expecting half that amount ($350) from the state of Minnesota.

Hopefully, my next letter should have at least some good news to report.

Be well.

April 16, 1973

Dear Family,

The Ides of April have come and passed and spring just about may be here in the U.S. tundra. I trust that you are encountering a more hospitable and civilized season. We still have a nightly frost and a never-ending wind

Despite and because of the latter my two-mile jogging time has improved from 15 to 14 minutes. I am reluctant to run in the surrounding countryside for long distances on a straight path as the wind resistance in one direction presents an inevitable drag. Thus I confine myself to the quarter mile track. Ceteris paribus, my weight should be down,

My weight remains at 140 because my mental equilibrium is not the same. The only professional and future news that I received this past week was a preliminary negative decision from Cornell. The viable candidacies remaining are doctoral studies at UNC and ASU. I am beginning to prepare for the contingency that neither of these will blossom to fruition by rewriting my resume (to reflect my publication) and getting back onto the job market. I will be applying in two directions and for which I have two different resumes: Teaching of undergraduate business administration and Investment management. If I do not get into the above two programs combined with the rejections received thus far will indicate to me that the "momentum" that I thought I had is imaginary. Thus career development and earning an income might currently be a desirable and rational option.

Were I not growing older in such a provincial enclave (and alone and barely in touch with my Judaism) I might be able to celebrate life. Hare, my weekend highlight is treating myself to 10 bananas and 43 oz. of prune juice. I never fail to enjoy the current perio­dicals that the library provides, but I yearn for soma real live human interaction.

KUMM is proving responsive and enjoyable. This coming week, at my request, the pre­view album will be Excitable Boy by Warren Zevon and I can barely control my enthusiasm. My Friday DJ slot is proving easier and easier.

I will be at the home of Howard and Barbara Wettstein for the first seder. I enjoy their company and only regret that we cannot get together more often. Next weekend is also a party honoring the outgoing Soc Sci Div Chrmn at the home of the Provost. I imagine that I'll go and not eat.

The Israeli war making machinery seems to be state-of-the-art with their sophisticated usage of the cluster bombs to clear out all of the "enemy1' from the combat zone, reducing troop casualties. I really could not have imagined them employing other than U.S. Vietnam style massive uprooting of the native indigent population. Still, the actuality hurts.
My classes are progressing only fairly. 1 will try changing my format so that I lecture less and they do more outside reading. My intimacy with the students leads to class control and even disciplinary problems at times. I have not lost many students yet but I am nevertheless aware of their discontentment and impatience with me.

Slowly I am readying myself for departure. I own a lot of furniture but most of it is hardly worth schlepping thousands of miles. Optimally I will be able to dispose of most or all of it here. May and June in a college town are not the best times for furniture sales.

My study of econometrics and of Hebrew are progressing. Every knowledge acquisition anew I seem to relearn the value of thinking while reading. These subjects both hopefully represent my future.

My trip this summer should prove commercially as easy as possible. For both the NYC London and London-Tel Aviv legs, tickets can be purchased on the day of departure as a stand-by. The round-trip youth fare from Lon — T.A. is $240 on British Airways and $330 on ELAL. The Atlantic crossing should also, cost between $240 and $330.

To aid my weight loss attempts, this past week I gave up beans and cheese for cod fillet, beef liver, and rice. I imagine that the difference is at least 500-1000 calories. I began thinking of CA again this week when the supermarket stocked its first spring shipment of fresh spinach and sprouts. I will not bore you with the feelings of remorse that I had as I consumed the paltry and expensive offerings that I ate of these CA vegetables.

April 23, 1978

Dear Family,

Enclosed please find some recent fruits of labor.

Let me begin with a sincere and customary inquiry as to the state of your health. I get so little evidence of your existence, let alone your thoughtfulness and compassion, that any words to this effect would be greatly appreciated. Please temper this request accordingly.

Undeniably, time marches on and spring may be here. I hope that we have seen the last frost9 though two days of above 0° C weather is hardly a reassuring prediction. Another indisputable fact is that April has been the windiest month this year. Dally wind gusts reach a maximum of 25 to 40 mph. Combining this with lots of rain should clue you as to my jogging miles and weight. Enough of the non-excitement of the week.

This week's non-event will be my mid-quarter respite. The last one resulted in getting me invited to no parties. This place has no community that I can speak of, so I have neither the desire nor motivation to prepare another. I will have my students over for dinner sometime.

With the registering of the Cornell rejection and no word from ASU and UNC, I have stepped up my job search efforts. The enclosed investment management vita and cover letter were sent to executive and senior trust officers in the 100 largest banks. The bank identities were fortu­itously published in the annual banking Issue of Forbes, this week. The Individuals ware iden­tified either in the Standard and Poor's directory of corporations or the Rand McNally Banking Atlas. The academic materials were sent in response to 20 advertisements in recent issues of the Chronicle of Higher Education.

I think that this experiment is a fairly professional and controlled one. I expect to learn quite a bit about myself from the enthusiasm and responses(or lack thereof) that I receive. Notably a time out and change of direction and ordering may be warranted. Family dynamics may also make demands. The future is uncertain, but that is my business, modeling uncertain income streams over time, so I will maintain a professional calm with expectations of engagement and commitment.

As something of an aside, I appreciate that seeking a job with the letterhead of your current employer is something of a faux-pas. The alternative of Imperial Apt., Morris MN' was just go unattractive as to leave me no choice.

The education vita is styled differently because my work experience in the field now constitutes an employment history. My only serious omission was not mentioning my Banking and Finance Fellowship at UCLA.

My classes are moving slowly and nowhere in particular. The absence of numbers and quanti­fication limits whatever effectiveness I could muster. Unfortunately this characterization may also fit ay general professional intellectual progression at this point.

I have travel on my mind. I am through seventeen Hebrew lessens in my latest endeavor and 1 am reading Fieldings Travel guide 1978 on England, Ireland and Scotland. I now expect that I will not be taking any furniture with me. The Chae's will probably buy my dining room table, desk, chest of drawers, and possibly more. They related that their expense of bringing one living room from NY by U-Haul was $600. I needed no further convincing on the inadvisability of trying to get my junk out.

The Seder at the Wettstein's was pleasant and ritualistically reaffirming. After, my lack of one last year, I was extremely grateful for the invitation to attend and participate this year. Morris's other seder was at the Hirsch's.

Last night was the reception honoring our Sec Sci Div Chrmn Truman Driggs. The Provoat and his wife hosted dinner for the division and spouses. The food was unimaginative,- the liquor good (adequate white German wine and Scotch), and the conversation expectable. Truman is relinquishing his Chrmn capacity and duties on account of lung cancer but the dynamic departing figure attending was the dean, Gordon Bopp who is leaving to become Exeeutive-V.P. of Eastern New Mexico University.

I was happy to learn this week of "Annie Hall's" osccar gathering. My overall reaction is non-concern and nonchalance. W. Allens reaction sums It up in that on Oscar night he played his regular Monday night stint at clarinet in a Dixieland jazz band and on departing was wearing his standard combat jacket and plaid shirt.

I have started Solzhenytsin's The First Circle and am enjoying it immensely.


April 30, 1973

Dear Family,

Greetings on a heart-warming spring day! I imagine that your trees have already sprouted leaves and the yearly fauna has bloomed anew. I have enclosed a bit of the early spring color here in Harris, the returning birds. I gathered these feathers while planting my spring crop in the woods. Surprisingly, it seems that nature's beauty may be closer to me here that at any previous educational institution that I have been associated with. Excepting UCLA's lushness and meticulously manicured lawn's, I have the most green here. The rabbits are extremely interesting. I have always enjoyed knowing and proving that a human being can force a lower order animal to break eye contact. These rabbits stare at you for the longest time wriggle their nose (in what must be a nervous reflex), and then quickly hop away.

The wind has not left yet and this is discouraging.

My classes are going batter. In the Mgmt class, I came upon a brainstorm as to what would be useful and productive for them to do in class. I am having them take the sample Graduate Management Admissions Test, 250 minutes worth. Tomorrow Gordon Bopp is to speak to the class and Wed. we are going into Minneapolis for 2 shareholder meetings. In Bus & Soc 1 have begun to introduce basic finance concepts that are something of a review to the 3 (out of 7) students that had me for Financial Mgmt, in the fall. To get continual feedback from them, their expected long paper hardly rivals a daily assignment.

The news on the future front this week was encouraging. I have thus far received 25 polite " No, thank yous" from the trust and Investment managers that received my material. I think few bothered to even read my composition. I received lukewarm enthusiasm from Valley City State College (ND) in the form of a call from the dean and a letter indicating interest in me. Peter Adelshelm of St. Martins College in Olympia, Washington wrote and called me. My impression is that I am much closer to an offer from him as he discussed salary with me and gave me preliminary indications that I was the "top candidate." As usual, I have prob­ably underestimated the competition.

Let me interject a larger philosophical perspective to this discussion of Job search. First, I also got not bad news from ASU yesterday in the form of a notice that my application-is pending because they have not yet got my UCLA transcripts:. With admission there or at UNC the following becomes academic (no pun intended). Second, You realize that I would like to believe that I am aware of the tragic nature of life. I am conscious that I am part of a minority of 35% who have never married by the age of 23. Each year, my peers become fewer. Reasonableness might seem to dictate that I settle in Jerusalem and shop for a while. The mitigating factor is the probable 80+% cut in salary and options that this would entail and that I run the risk of denying my dreams. I am anxious, and justifiably so. Please don't make me frantic.

This past weekend I attended two parties, both student. The first was a farewell bash for the Soc Sci Dlv Administrative Asst who leaves the payroll and Morris tomorrow. The second was a non-descript "kegger". At both, being something of an intellect in a room full of provincials was not particularly enlightening or exciting.

KUMM again highlighted my week with choice of feature albums, The Band's The Last Waltz as Preview and The Rolling Stone's Sticky Fingers on Classic Album Hour. I alternated shows and DJs Thurs 9-Mldnight entailing formatting of features foreign to me. I pro­ceeded to flub one and execute the other adequately. My show must be one of the more pro­gressive slots as few other Jocks scan what good new releases the studio has gotten as I do. I sort of regret not going into Minneapolis this past weekend as Patti Smith was there.

One of the best bargains that I have gotten this spring is in riding the blcycle. I love getting something for nothing and in my daily half mila trips between my apt. and my office (about 90% of my non-athletic travel) I reach a peak about mid way and can coast zmch of the remaining half. This as particularly a morning appreciation.

This coming Thurs. I will be hosting a souffle dinner for Marv Mayer (of Apt 302) and a student of mine, Jim Ellingson, the first and only student to take me up on my class offer this quarter. As you can see, I am even strapping for dinner guests.

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March 5, 1978

Dear Family,

Greetings and salutations from pristine Morris. With spring only slightly more than
two weeks away, I am more convinced than ever that the next ice age is upon us. The 18 foot snow drifts that have dotted the Morris landscape since November must surely be here to stay. I attempt to remain warm and oblivious to this tragic-comic situation.

The most productive aspect of the past week is that it is now over and with it, my classes for this quarter. I will conduct a test review on Mon. and split for Minneapolis on Tue, There I will see Renaldo and Clara (with no great expectations) and sleep at the abode of a friend of Elliot’s. Wed. at 8:50 A.M. I fly to Cleve. I am due back here on 3/27.

My one student in Investment Fundamentals progressed enormously over the quarter. His knowledge of finance is quite sophisticated and more than I got from the CSU MBA. 1 still find it incredulous that he will be entering a seminary in the fall and am desperately trying, without success, to convince him to do otherwise. 1 have attempted to make the subject as lively as possible to him with numerous personal embellishments of observations about the relevant theoreticians, to present the personality of the researcher.

On Tue. I underwent the diagnostic physical examination paid for by the U of MN and performed by the National Health Testing Service. It consisted of numerous tests Including: hearing, vision, urine, stool9 and blood specimens, an EKG, blood pressures, lung capacity, Chest X-ray9 and test for obesity. The whole affair was quite enjoyable and surrealistically modern relative to the Morris norm. The obesity test was amusingly the crudest. It consists basically of measuring the thickness of one fold of the back's skin. Almost embarrassingly, I enjoyed the veritable caressing of the female technician as she struggled to attach the suction cups (for the EKG) to my hairy chest. I am to receive a pocket size card with the relevant observations. As the information will have to be shrunk to fit on it, a magnifying lens is attached.

No news came this week on my future, professional or otherwise. I will be leaving my upstairs neighbors Ron and Marv with the key to my mailbox and will have my calls directed to their apt, with the strict instructions (request) that they phone me if any positive news arrives. I expect good big news in the coming weeks, with a decision to be made around the first week in April when I hear from Harvard.

I revised my manuscript and submitted it to the researchers whose work I cite for comments, qualifications, or criticism. I asked for their reply by 3/27 and as I indicated to the editor I will submit it to him shortly thereafter.

On Thurs I was invited to dinner at the apt of Gseg Page and Mike Kills, my neighbors in 103. The meal of Chow Mein, rice and noodles was enjoyable enough if even more austere and plain than my usual basic faire. Greg is an Asst Prof, of Art, having earned his MFA last year at the Univ of Wisc. He is avidly seeking a tenurable position in a more hospitable climate.

Fri. night I attended a party in the dorm room of one of my students, Dan Lindberg. There, I met and befriended his sister, who is to have dinner with me this evening. The party was predictably raucous as the assembled body of nearly all males consumed the 16 gallons of beer present. I had to consider my show the next morning.

The radio was one of the more gratifying aspects of the week. KUMM has a weekly "Classic Album" Hour. I have been lobbying vigorously to have Highway 61 Revisited by Bob Dylan played and on last nights hour it was. Furthermore, I composed and recorded the advertising spot for it. I had two people tape the show in which I played the ad twice so that hopefully many of you will be able to hear it.

Last night was a party at the apt. of Ron and Marv to celebrate Marv's purchase of a new grill. Despite the sub-zero F temperature, they cooked midnight hot dogs for the crowd. I was content to imbue myself with Black Russians and straight Scotch.

My diet this week was oriented to cleaning out the refrigerator. A few weeks ago I went "bananas" over the 6¢ grapefruit special at the supermarket and bought 60 of them. These in large quantities as snacks are helping to keep my weight down even if they do get boring and not gratifyingly palatable. Weight lifting keeps my physique in top form and the daily sun lamp gives me an artificially healthy glow. I am conscious and moderately anxious of the narcisstic and subtly masturbatory qualities of all this self indulgence.

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May 14, 1978

Dear Family,

Two weeks before I am to depart, I am finally gaining some peace with myself here in Morris. I am well aware of the price that is entailed in being a 'constant revolutionary. Still, savoring victories is always gratifying if not productive.

I expect that enclosed with this letter will be my St. Martins contrast. This past weak I received interview offers from Wittenberg College and Marietta College, both small private schools in Ohio. I will leave here permanently on May 23 and interview with W. on 5/26, stay with Judy for Sat and Sun and interview in Marietta on 5/29. Wittenberg sounds promising thus far as the appointment is solely a Finance position and is tenure track though contracts are negotiated annually. Optimally I could live with Judy.

I will call ASU and UNC this week to find out my status. I am not at all expectant of favorable news from UNC and only slightly more hopeful of my candidacy at ASU. Regardless, I will not make any final decisions for at least two weeks.

This past week I also received notice from Better Investing that my article was set intype and will appear in the June issue.

A few weeks ago I received my blood and hematology report and medical identification card from Midwest Laboratory Associates. 1i finally called them this past week to get an interpretation of the numbers as the description "none" for the category of "out of range results" is not extremely helpful. My notable boundary concentrations are: Max. - C02 (30 msq/1), Potassium (5.0meq/l), Alkaline Phosphate (144 U/I), and LDH (195 U/I); and Min.-Direct Bilirubin (0.0 mg/dl), White Blood Cells (4,500), Red Blood Cells (4,600,000), and Creatinine (0.9 mg/dl). The only major item noted to me is a slight curvature of my spine.

My Minnesota Income Tax refund arrived this week, $330 as expected.

The process of movement is never costless and 1 am beginning to prepare early. I haveplaced the notice: "For free couches, chairs, or inexpensive furniture, call Paul at 589-2139”on the free classifieds of KUMM and KMRS, in the Morris Tribune, and on bulletin boards atthe Laundromat and discount store. I still hope the Chae's will buy the major pieces. I have begun packing up my apt and office. I trust that the hoards of boxes that I have been accumulating will be enough. All the boxes will remain either in my office or at the Grohs's home until the end of the summer when Roy said he'll ship them to me. If I end up in OIympia, I may just pass through here on way out there in Sept.

As I have no intimate relations here, the personal aspect of leaving is hardly painful.

Predictably, concentration and inner discipline are not being particularly fostered by this bustling about. I have begun reading the paperback books (selected from the recommendations of the NYTBR feature: "Paperbacks,: New and Noteworthy) that have arrived from my bookstore order. 1 am-currently laboring through Gershon Scholem's Jews and Judaism in Crisis. His Insight is both revealing and helpful. From it I hope to gain a fuller and more mature perspective on my questions of moral and religious identity.

My classes are moving along in a barely adequate manner. I cannot give my students instant gratification and so I lose their motivation. I expect that the rate and quantity of progression will slow down as both the students and I look to the end and beyond.

My KUMM T-shirt arrived this week. I will certainly miss my DJ slot.

This past week also saw Morris’s first sustained temperature of above 75ºF. Running is still barely pleasurable though, as the wind averages l0 mph. I have been able to do a little sunning.

My cassette deck broke down this past week and in its dying heave it ate a cassette of mine and refuses to let it go. Fortunately 1 have little time left here and will take it directly to a repair shop. I have packed my cassettes for shipment much more carefully than I did coming here, hoping to avoid the open-package fiasco of last time..

The bank replies are still trickling in "Negative."