John
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The
picture is my friend John, my first close friend
in America. He died of cancer in the 80's. I
met John when I was an
exchange student at Browne & Nichols
in 1961-62. I ran into him again on the Columbia
University campus in 1965, and we became close
friends.
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I ran my
first political campaign for John, who was
running for Treasurer of the B&N student
government in 1962. I designed a campaign theme
of fiscal responsibility. We got 5 votes and
were buried in a landslide. Our opponent
campaigned on the basis of "more record
hops." I learned my first lesson in
representative democracy: Listen to what your
constituents want, not what you think they ought
to have.
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Hannelore
in Haiti
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My friend
Hannelore, my first German friend in America. She
died in the early 90's. Hannelore was my
predecessor as President of the foreign Students
Club at Columbia. I was a student in the college,
and Hannelore was getting a Ph.D. in sociology, a
torturous process for her.
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She
always loved Haiti and the Haitians, and when she
got her degree she moved there. While living in
Haiti, she had a blood clot caught in her spine,
which left her paralyzed from the waist down. Hannelore
led a heroic life. She continued to travel around
the world in a wheel chair. She ended up with a
high position at the United Nations and created
the Year of the Handicapped, which brought
world-wide awareness for people with disabilities
and changed construction standards in many
countries.
Hannelore had the largest entourage of deeply
devoted friends of anyone I have ever met. We all
loved and admired her; she had a spiritual aura
that affected all of us who knew her.
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Clowning
Around in Washington Square
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In this
picture I sport long sideburns and bell-bottom
pants, the fashion of the day. I am also wearing
my first set of cowboy boots, which I loved.
Little did I know, that I was destined to fall in
love with Montana 20 years later and become a real pseudo cowboy with
my own horse... |
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Self
Portrait 1975
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At
the Beach
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