Letters to the EditorLetters: July/August 2024Readers write back about Yale and slavery, Salovey's presidency, and more. We welcome readers’ letters, which should be emailed to yam@yale.edu or mailed to Letters Editor, PO Box 1905, New Haven, CT 06509-1905. Due to the volume of correspondence, we are unable to respond to or publish all mail received. Letters accepted for publication are subject to editing. Priority is given to letters of fewer than 300 words. Anthony RussoView full imageThe truth about slaveryAs a legacy of Peter Salovey’s leadership at Yale and as a testimony to the cumulative power and wisdom of David Blight’s “long obedience in the same direction,” pursuing the truth about our nation’s and our college’s blighted history of slavery and its outflows, and most particularly, in its gathering of the resources of a wide community of scholars and New Haven community members, the Yale and Slavery Project has been a thrilling—if sobering and disturbing—process and its emerging outcomes are equally and ongoingly thrilling (“Yale, Slavery, and Its Aftermaths,” May/June). This is academia at its best: “of the people, by the people, for the people,” and dedicated to telling the truth, however uncomfortable. Thank you, Yale Alumni Magazine, for giving it prominence. Please tell us more as more emerges. The Salovey yearsA note of thanks to the Salovey administration (“Salovey Steps Down,” May/June) for its sensitive handling of the turmoil that devastated so many college campuses last spring. By listening to all voices and prioritizing mutual respect, they kept Yale mostly calm and mostly out of the national spotlight. A heroic composerI especially appreciated your callout to Charles Ives (From the Editor, May/June). All the heroes of my youth have proven to have had clay feet, except for Charles Ives [Class of 1898]. Actually, I’m sure he was human and had clay feet too, but his dogged following of his own inspiration remains an inspiration to me. Your recap of the “Fourth of July” was superb. If I ever hear about a live performance of the full Holiday Symphony anywhere in the world, I’m going. A race rememberedI really enjoyed the article on the Trumbull Beer and Bike Race (Old Yale, May/June). As a participant and team rider in the race way back when, I have many memories of the festivities in the Trumbull Courtyard prior to the race, and the race itself. Since racing bikes were not allowed, our team spent hours without much success trying to lighten the heavy standard bike required for the race. But what I remember most is the grueling lap I rode while completely out of shape for bike riding, and how knackered we all were on arrival, too tired to take full advantage of the welcoming festivities! Talking about menopauseI am very disappointed that the magazine would publish the statement that 100 years ago, “women barely lived past their fifties” and “might not have noticed” anything different during menopause (“Pausing Menopause,” May/June). It is factually wrong and absolutely offensive to assert that women were ignorant of their own lived experiences. This lack of personal humility when speaking of others in our digital age is as much a feature of our times as the lack of “modern” menopause treatments were a century ago. We, however, can temper our hubris. Let’s do better. Our mistakeIn your item about Ruth Benedict (Milestones, May/June), you wrote that “when the Yale Alumni Association was founded in 1972, Benedict was the first and only woman on the board of governors.” Finding identityI thoroughly enjoyed the article on John Gambell’s role in driving the impressive evolution of Yale’s graphic identity (“Persuasive Art,” March/April). Every bit of it resonated with me, given my varied marketing career where so many aspects of this story of Yale’s graphic identity manifested: typography, branding, signage, graphic standards, web design, logos, visual consistency (in no particular order). I would have loved to have worked with John Gambell, as I always found these challenges exciting. I was fortunate to have had a core role in a number of corporate branding initiatives at top firms like Fidelity Investments (where I led the rollout in the mid 1980s of the logo that is still in use today) and Ameriprise (where I helped spin off the company from American Express’s Financial Advisers division from the branding perspective). I am a firm believer in the power of a strong visual corporate identity in driving business growth, and part of this is developing mastery in creating, maintaining, and evolving that identity. So few of us recognize what goes into this esoterica despite the fact that it is all around us; indeed, I feel it’s near the top of the list of things we take for granted. Thank you for bringing this important creative specialty to life. A memory of HorowitzPermit me to append a brief footnote to the marvelous story about Vladimir Horowitz (“Private Audience,” March/April). On November 30, 1980, Horowitz gave his last New Haven recital in Woolsey Hall, and I reviewed the event for the New Haven Register. Although the results were at times disappointing, he nevertheless had some splendid moments, particularly with Scriabin’s Etude in A-flat Major (Op. 8, #8), which moved me to tears, and the Rachmaninoff Prelude in G Minor (Op. 23, #5), with truly electrifying and flawless octaves. It was an honor to cover the recital. Getting in to BonesSpecial thanks to Mark Alden Branch ’86 for his delightful article on George Douglas Miller and his unique contribution to the “Oxbridge” model which we all enjoyed at Yale (Old Yale, March/April). The history of Weir Hall and the Skull and Bones tomb reminds me of some notable adventures during sophomore year. Fifty years ago, college gates and entryways remained unlocked at all hours. A couple of us had discovered an interesting way out of the library of Jonathan Edwards College—literally out of a window, over the slate rooftops, down the spiral stairs of one of Miller’s towers, and into the courtyard of Skull and Bones, artfully decorated with a spooky fountain and a disaffected electric chair. Best done at one a.m. or so, foolhardy and probably dangerous, but at age 18 who thinks of liability? Last weekend in London we celebrated the 70th birthday of my freshman year roommate and dear friend Scott Moeller ’76. Together we remembered that exactly 50 years ago, Yale was first among the Ivy League to pioneer a fad which took US colleges by storm: streaking. But that’s another story. To this day I treasure these relationships. Our wonderful semesters at Trumbull College witness that such architecture does indeed aid “in the moral and intellectual atmosphere of the College.” George Douglas Miller deserves recognition. Where we need to goThank you so much for the article exposing Robert Bork’s false promises about the benefits of unrestricted marketism (“Wreak Yourself Upon the World,” January/February). Together with President Salovey’s recent matriculation address and an earlier article about refugees as human beings, the Yale Alumni Magazine is showing us where we need to go. As the president said, we need to go slow and fix things rather than go fast and break things. Instead, we’ve broken the American social fabric. We’re breaking the environment. We’re physically breaking things overseas with bombs—and creating ever more refugees. It’s time to get back to basics. Compassion and cooperation need to play at least as much of a part as competition and self-seeking. Preventing fallsSenator Joe Lieberman was a classmate of mine in the Class of 1964. Prompted by his sudden and untimely death due to a fall, I sent the following email to my classmates. That email has been warmly received and widely circulated, and I was encouraged to submit it to the magazine for even wider circulation: As an EMT dealing with medical emergencies of all kinds, I’m well sensitized to the dangers of falls, which are the most frequent cause of ambulance dispatches in my town by more than a factor of two over the next most frequent emergencies (motor vehicle crashes, breathing difficulties). More than a third of seniors in our age bracket report a fall in the last year, and half of those seniors report multiple falls. In short, falls are not just something that happens to other people, and are nothing to take lightly. Just dessertDuring my freshman year at Yale, I worked as a busboy in the dining hall. I enjoyed the strawberry shortcake that was provided annually through the generosity of an alumnus. My kids listened to me tell and retell the story at family gatherings. Two of my daughters (Ann Stanford and Nori Jones) contacted Yale Catering, who sent them the original recipe for the shortcake. At my 93rd birthday party, I was surprised by a strawberry shortcake feast.
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