If I knew then what I know now! That statement is so profound. The fact is that my life after CCDS is replete with false starts, missteps and corrective actions as I suppose many of your lives are.

The basics for me are that I required six years to earn a B.S. degree in Psychology. Although my initial interest was in Freud and how I might apply various psychodynamic theories to my life, I quickly shifted to experimental psychology, perhaps because I knew I could never really fully understand myself. Also, I found the scientific methodology not subjective but exceedingly objective. You controlled for the vagaries of things called extraneous variables, and you counted and measured units of behavior. However, I never lost my appreciation of the “help” side of psychology and that was useful because I ended up chairing for 23 years a Division of Psychology and Counseling.

At any rate, four years after I earned my B.S. degree, I had earned both a masters degree and a doctorate in experimental psychology. My entire working career was spent in college teaching and administration. I taught four years at Albion College in Michigan, where I really enjoyed the ability and interest in experimental psychology of the students there. I can point to several whom I mentored who earned their doctorates and who have had distinguished careers.

In 1972, I heard of a new innovative university south of Chicago. I was intrigued and accepted a position at Governors State (GSU) where I spent the next thirty years. GSU was, indeed innovative, and it was designed to be a capstone to transfer students from the area’s community colleges. It offered BA degrees as well as MA degrees and served non traditional students: working adults, people in transition personally or professionally, often women and first generation college, 30% minority and commuters, a mix of students that I had little experience with either as a student myself or as a 32 year old in my second position.

I thoroughly enjoyed my years at GSU. I appreciated the students, and their life stories. Managing a division of 25 full-time faculty and 15 or so part-time faculty in a division that had over 500 majors was challenging, never dull and fulfilling.

I have been married for 28 years to Pam who helped raise my son Addison and has been a great role model, confidant and mentor to my daughter Susan. Susan and her husband have three children and my son and his wife have four children. Susan lives in Monroe, Ohio, and Addison lives in Homewood, Illinois, near our home.

Pam and I made our first trip to Italy in 1992 and I suppose we have been there 15 times since. In fact, the reason I will not be at the reunion in September is that we have a small company called Venetian Vacations and we are taking 10 travelers to the Veneto for some cooking instruction and day trips to Venice, Padua, and other small towns. Pam and I have also spent an inordinate amount of time trying to become proficient at the Italian language. Together we do pretty well. I have no ear or tongue, Pam does, but I know my verbs and tenses. I really should have worked harder in Mr. Irwin’s French class.

Pam and I are politically active and have volunteered on local and national campaigns, but none more than Barack Obama’s (pictures below). We met him when Pam ran for state senate in 1998 and he hosted several coffees for her. He was very impressive even then. When I retired in 2002 I finally read his book “Dreams from My Father” which he had given to Pam. I was totally amazed by the maturity and wisdom of this 32- year-old. When the opportunity arose in the fall of 2002 to volunteer for him as he began to think about running for U.S. Senate, I accepted without hesitation. The rest is history.

Even though I was only at CCDS for not even two years and in Cincinnati for four years, those were important years in my life. I value the friendships that I made there and have always relished hearing news of my classmates and others. In the last few years I reconnected with Rusty Reaves (picture, below), and that connection was deeply satisfying, cut short by his death last year. I have also seen John Acomb who drove to Chicago when he heard that Pam and I were hosting a CCDS event. We had a wonderful time talking with both him and his wife Joanne. This last January, Pam and I had breakfast with Bill Schmidt in California I have talked with Tom Deupree a number of times in the last several years and traded e-mails with Paul Weston. Millard Peck and I have also corresponded via e-mail all as a result of the reunion effort led by Tom. The bottom line is that I look forward to seeing you at sometime in the future and if you are traveling to the Chicago area or Holland Michigan, please call. I do get to the Cincinnati area, so we also can connect there.

Have a great reunion!