Students who work in the dining hall are now paid $9.25 per hour [Page 4, Winter 2016]. Sixty-six years ago when I entered Grinnell as a Younker scholar in 1951, I was required to work in the Student Union 8–10 hours weekly. The hourly wage: 40 cents. In my sophomore year I became the only statistician for the athletic teams with a 25 percent raise to 50 cents and became a lifelong friend of newly arrived Coach John Pfitsch. When I was a junior, Professor George Apostle hired fellow student Charlie Cook [’56, deceased] and me, at 60 cents, to independently solve all the problems in his new college algebra text as a check of his solutions — we found a few errors! In my senior year Professor Grant Gale hired me to grade first-year physics tests and lab reports at the phenomenal salary of 65 cents per hour. That was a 62.5 percent wage increase in three years. Not bad!
Letters to the Editor
That was a fun article about the Writing Lab in the Fall 2016 issue of The Grinnell Magazine. I remember going to the Writing Lab as a regular part of my paper-writing process at Grinnell. Mathilda Liberman was the person I most regularly inflicted myself upon, but I also had sessions with Kevin Crim and, I think, Judy Hunter. Their guidance helped me, I hope, to become a structurally-better writer, even if it took many sessions for some of their advice and comments to sink in.
Congratulations to Katie Krainc! [Building a Baroque Violin, Page 16, Winter 2016] I have made a few fiddles and found that NO tool is the right one! It took me six hours of uninterrupted work to get one in the wrong place, after buying three or four tools advertised as being the right one.
Thank you for the article on Katie Krainc’s project, and congratulations to her on her work.
I recall that Robert Ruhl ’76, a student in the music department, built a harpsichord under the direction of Professor James Wyly in the early 1970s.
There was another student in that era who had a Watson [Fellowship] to play and record his violin in baroque churches in Italy. I forget his name and I remember that someone stole his recording equipment.
I was associate librarian at Grinnell and James Wyly was professor of music. We were on the faculty 1968–1976.
Thanks to Mervat Youssef for her insight and perspective on the 2016 presidential election. I know many Trump supporters voted for “part” of what they thought they were hearing, and I know many are hoping that America is “greater” than the egotistical corporate dishonesty and pettiness to which we’ve been treated since.
Edmund Burke said, “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” My forefathers fought for, and I believe in, the America to which Mervat has pledged her allegiance and is hanging on to. To the extent this new government advances social justice, responsible freedom, and economic prosperity (for all) — fundamental American values, I welcome their work. Should they continue trafficking in deceit, doubt, misdirection, and contradiction (“gaslighting”), every one of us should be prepared to correct their apprehension that “the American people don’t care,” or worse, that we’re too simple to know the difference.
I imagine that others have already pointed out a misidentified freshman class picture on Page 16 of the [Fall 2016] issue of The Grinnell Magazine. Although labeled as the class of 1957, it is actually the newly arrived (in 1957) class of 1961.
I suspect other class members have already alerted you to the incorrect date on the photo on Page 16. I am class of 1961; we came to Grinnell in 1957, and I can clearly recognize myself and many many others in the photo. Another good magazine.
I am a little confused re. your “Then and Now” photo on Pages 16–17 of the Fall 2016 issue of The Grinnell Magazine. The inset photo was taken in the fall of 1957. I am the person second from the right of the people sitting in front on the ground. I always thought we were the class of 1961.
The young people in the larger picture apparently had their photo taken fall 2016 and are designated the class of 2020.
So which is it? Are we the class of 1957 and the youngsters the class of 2016, or are we the class of 1961, and they are the class of 2020? Just checking.
I thoroughly enjoyed Erin Peterson ’98’s “Untold History of Great Grinnell Pranks.” This will add to the record. My classmates were not inert during the 1960s. I recall [a few] events causing local consternation, and at least one wire story.
In a winter of the 1960s, an unusually heavy snowfall blanketed the campus. Being anxious to help with snow removal, a number of young students brought their shovels overnight to the Carnegie building. The next morning, the entrance to the lower level mail room was filled with ice. Many professors in offices above the mail room got to know students better as they trooped through Carnegie Hall, down the stairs, and back up again.
I first heard of the Great Silverware Caper while driving in Minneapolis about 1 a.m. in my mother’s Nash Rambler. The radio reported that “students at Grinnell College, Iowa, awoke this morning to find their dining room silverware being cleaned at the bottom of the chlorine water swimming pool.” Then-Saga Fred [Frederick Huggins Jr., then-director of Saga Food Service] dived for the silver.
It turned out that the caper was incomplete in that some silverware stored in hidden places was missed. Some considered this a blot on an otherwise creative caper.
I was witness to some of these events, but obviously not all. Those my colleagues left me out of grieved me a little at the time. Adolescent energy was expended without anyone hurt, at little cost, and with great, sputtering inconvenience to some. Perhaps those qualities make these good pranks?