anybody have any wild harris field stories??
Keg parties??? I think My graduateing class through the last one.. :)
things change so fast
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I graduated in '91. On the Harris Field day of my Freshman year (June '88)
there was a riot started by a couple of kids from Kennedy. These guys messed
with a couple kids from Clinton, who then brought back about 150 of their
closest fighting companions, who proceeded to attack the Science kids.
If anyone remembers it differently, let me know.
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>In the early '60s, the corner of Harris Field was where radicals
>would hand out literature and folkies would play guitars and banjos.
Well, in the '90s we moved ONTO campus :) And dropped the banjos of
course.
Nancy McGee
Class of 1994
>In the early '60s, the corner of Harris Field was where radicals
>would hand out literature and folkies would play guitars and banjos.
> -P.
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Hey there all you BHS of Sci folk:
I remember many a hooter puffed in Harris Field; but most of
the folkies and literature handers would congregate in the yard
outside the lunchroom or on the plaza outside the main entrance.
I would strum my Hummingbird in the stairwells; my favorite being the
one just outside the greenhouse. And this includes the time period
during the march on Washington to protest the move into Cambodia
by tricky Dick. Has anyone got a copy of the underground newsletter
called "Sans Culottes" (forgive my spelling- this was 25 years ago)?
DrStawl <DrS...@earthlink.net> class of 1970.
Allen
Funny thing, but I don't actually recall any radicals at all in my days
at Science (1959-62). I'm not denying there were any, but I sure didn't
run across them. Actually, I recall the school as being remarkably
apolitical in those days. I suspect that if we'd been polled 80%-90% of
us would have supported JFK in 1960, but I don't recall people being
wildly interested in politics.
There were certainly more than a few people who considered themselves
democratic socialists (myself included), but I don't recall anyone being
very outspoken on the subject. There must also have been some "red-
diaper babies"--children of genuine Communists--in our mix, but I never
came across anyone who identified himself or herself as such.
McCarthyism had been dead for only a few years, HUAC was still running
wild, and the whole 1960s radical thing was still awaiting the Civil
Rights movement and the Vietnam War. Three or four years later, things
exploded.
I used to travel on the subway and argue with Paul Cassowitz (class of
'63, I think), who was a loyal Goldwaterite, and he was about the most
political person I knew in my years at Science.
Then again, I don't remember the folksingers on the hill either. Maybe I
was just too busy with all that damn homework to notice. I do recall
Rick Brand (later of the Left Banke) playing with some kind of folk group
in the school auditorium during one assembly.
BTW, when I started at BHSS, in 1960s, the radicals were handing
out lit on the actual corner of BHSS, whereas the folkies played
across the street on the slope going up to Harris Field.
But then a law or regulation was passed saying that you couldn't
hand out literature on the corner of a school -- so the radicals
moved across the street and joined the folkies. It was a
marriage made in heaven, and the rest, of course, was history.
At least till the '90s, apparently. :-)
-P.
> In the early '60s, the corner of Harris Field was where radicals
> would hand out literature and folkies would play guitars and banjos.
>
And the 'bagel' man would sell salty pretzels. Hey, who was the Harris
whose name is immortalized by the field?
Regards,
Eugene Holman '62
> Hey Guys
> I graduated in '93. I know I know I am a younging but I feel old and I
> hate the stinkin' REPUBLICAN CONVENTION!!!!!!!!!
>
> anybody have any wild harris field stories??
> Keg parties??? I think My graduateing class through the last one.. :)
>
> things change so fast
I graduated in 82 and I had a blow out on Harris field that I still judge
all others by. It was a senior day in May. I drank a 6 pack of beer, a 1/2
gallon of Carlo Rossi sangria (the good stuff) and made out with a girl or
two. When it was time to go I rolled down the hill and crawled to the
car. (I didn't drive).
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And the Mr. Softee truck would come around in the spring.
>Hey, who was the Harris
>whose name is immortalized by the field?
I think it was a Mr. Field -- Mr. Harris Field, of course.
It's amazing how many people were important enough to have things
named after them, but not important enough for anyone to remember
who the hell they were. There's a Decatur Avenue in almost every
city -- there's one near Science, in fact -- and there's a
Decatur, Illinois, but who remembers who Decatur was? I grew
up near Hugh Grant Circle. How many people know who it was
named for? (Hint: not *that* Hugh Grant!!!)
Israelis whom I meet are always quick to tell me that there's
a Shenkin Street in Tel Aviv, but not one among them (and there
have been at least four or five) has known who this Shenkin was.
The fact that it's a major thoroughfare does not (if U.S. experience
is a guide) testify to his importance, but it's still interesting
that few people get curious about these things. Eugene is
evidently an exception, so I was happy to be able to answer
his question. :-)
BTW, I also know who Decatur and Hugh Grant were; I'd tell you,
but I doubt anyone out there cares. More to the BHSS point,
how about all those streets named after chemists in the NW Bronx?
I do know that the Jerome whom Jerome Avenue was named after
was the father (or possibly grandfather) of Winston Churchill's
mother, Jennie Jerome. Already in the 19th century, the English
nobility were shoring up their sagging fortunes by snagging
daughters of American millionaires. In the early 20th, P. G.
Wodehouse made much of this.
What does all this have to do with Bronx Science? I forget....
But Jerome Avenue was, I believe, named for the racetrack, Jerome
Park, which the aformentioned ancestor established on the site
of the present reservoir.
> Funny thing, but I don't actually recall any radicals at all in my days
> at Science (1959-62). I'm not denying there were any, but I sure didn't
> run across them. Actually, I recall the school as being remarkably
> apolitical in those days. I suspect that if we'd been polled 80%-90% of
> us would have supported JFK in 1960, but I don't recall people being
> wildly interested in politics.
>
In my home-room class, I-2 -> IV-2, there were several 'progressives'; I
certainly remember Eugene Goldwater, Chris Steinberger, and Vicky Ziegler
as people who were strongly committed to the then still relatively tame
Civil Rights struggle and, on a different level, were willing to run the
risk of punishment to protest not only the 'nuclear attack' drills ('Under
your desks and look away from the window, students') that occasionally
interrupted our school day, but also the virulently anti-Soviet mindset
that motivated them.
During my four years at Science Vicky was constantly handing out leaflets,
engaging people in sophisticated and critical political debates, and
getting into various degrees of trouble with discipline-masters Joseph
Cotter and Giles M. Raye for urging people to wear armbands as a protest
against the stupidity of the nuclear attack drills. On a different level I
remember the dynamic duo, Alan Jacobs and Walter Bilofsky, collaborating
to write various underground satirical songs about various people and
institutions at Science.
The overall political atmosphere at Science during the late 50s and early
60s was characterized by sharply divergent inputs. On the one hand, many
of the students were the children of parents who had survived the
Holocaust. A few of the people in my home-room class, Heikki Leesment from
Estonia, Jonah Ottensauser from Israel, Chris Steinberger from France, and
Milan Srskic from Yugoslavia, had come to the US as displaced persons. A
person like Heikki, who was born in German occupied-Estonia and fled (in
his parents arms) to Sweden when the Soviets moved in was obviously very
ill-disposed towards things Soviet and communistic, while many other
classmates of Jewish or Eastern European extraction had had extended
families wiped out in the Holocaust and thus viewed the Soviet Union as a
country which had saved the world from Nazi tyranny. The Soviets having
launched the first earth satellite the year before we entered Science also
served to make us aware of the fact that the communist system which so
many Americans hated as a matter of principle was producing astounding
scientific achievements, this issue being all the more relevant for us, a
select group chosen to attend an achievement-oriented high school. I am
eternally indebted to Mr. Karpf, my freshman-year social studies teacher,
for having made us aware of many subtle aspects of these different
perspectives and teaching us to discuss them in an adult manner.
Mr. Karpf took pains to make us aware of the special resources that were
being channeled to us as students at an 'elite' high school, and, by
taking us on visits to some other New York City high schools, demonstrated
to us in the most concrete fashion some of the the ethical choices that
had been made with respect to the use of taxpayers' money to educate
different types of people. I also remember my freshman-year English
teacher, Mr. Cotter, who was fascinated by the Soviet Union, bringing up
some serious discussion of the ethical and moral problems connected with
the organization of society according to communist and capitalist
principles in our discussion of *Arrowsmith*, a book about the conflict
between ideology and pragmatism.
During my senior year my social studies teacher, Mr Selinger, spent a few
classes discussing McCarthyism. One point that he brought up, but said
that he was not at liberty to discuss, was the fact that many of the
teachers at Bronx Science had been called up before the HUAC committee
during the early 1950s. I remember him passing out a handout with an
extract from a subcommittee protocol in which several Bronx Science
teachers cited the Fifth Amedment in answer to the questions they awere
asked. Does anyone who attended Science at the time know anything abut
this?
In conclusion, then, Bronx Science during the turn of the decade between
the 50s and 60s was a place where at least some teachers actively
encouraged political discussion - indeed taught us how to discuss
political issues relevant from everything to how to organize society to
how to oppose an oppressive local power structure in a mature fashion.
This led not only to interesting discussions on the way home with fellow
classmates, but also to protests, suspensions, and other concrete
manifestations of political awareness.
Regards,
Eugene Holman '62
Dan
Mark Landis (YVA...@prodigy.com) wrote:
: she...@still3.chem.columbia.edu (Peter Shenkin) wrote:
: >
: >In article <4v5ab9$d...@news.vic.com>, Oafie Bear <fr...@inet-direct.com>
: wrote:
: >>she...@still3.chem.columbia.edu (Peter Shenkin) wrote:
: >>
: >>>In the early '60s, the corner of Harris Field was where radicals
: >>>would hand out literature and folkies would play guitars and banjos.
: >>
: >> Well, in the '90s we moved ONTO campus :) And dropped the banjos of
: >>course.
: >
: >BTW, when I started at BHSS, in 1960s, the radicals were handing
: >out lit on the actual corner of BHSS, whereas the folkies played
: >across the street on the slope going up to Harris Field.
: >
: >But then a law or regulation was passed saying that you couldn't
: >hand out literature on the corner of a school -- so the radicals
: >moved across the street and joined the folkies. It was a
: >marriage made in heaven, and the rest, of course, was history.
: >
: >At least till the '90s, apparently. :-)
: Funny thing, but I don't actually recall any radicals at all in my days
: at Science (1959-62). I'm not denying there were any, but I sure didn't
: run across them. Actually, I recall the school as being remarkably
: apolitical in those days. I suspect that if we'd been polled 80%-90% of
: us would have supported JFK in 1960, but I don't recall people being
: wildly interested in politics.
: There were certainly more than a few people who considered themselves
: democratic socialists (myself included), but I don't recall anyone being
Sorry you missed all the great folk music and radical politics.
Ricky Brand started me playing banjo, and I carried one to school almost
every day.
It's a shame that a tradition like that did not continue, and that you do
not remember it.
We used to play in the lunch room and in the hallways, as well as outside
the building.
Regards, bern21 class of '62
There are a few of us who do care about the origins of NYC street names.
For example, I've been trying for years to figure out who Great Jones was.
:-).
Actually, Decatur takes us back to our political thread, doesn't it?
Stephen Decatur was an admiral famous for his 1816 Norfolk toast: "Our
country! In her intercourse with foreign nations may she always be in
the right; but our country, right or wrong." We heard this more than a
few times back in the '60s when protesting the Vietnam War, though
usually just the last clause.
I'm not a Bronxite, so I'm less sure on Grant, but I have a vague
recollection that he might have been a local World War I soldier killed
in action. I hope you're planning on letting us know sooner or later.
Enquiring minds, etc. etc.
Henry Moscow wrote a nice book called _The Street Book_ (Hagstrom, 1978),
but unfortunately, it only covered Manhattan street names, so we remain
in the dark concerning the outer boroughs.
>It's amazing how many people were important enough to have things
>named after them, but not important enough for anyone to remember
>who the hell they were. There's a Decatur Avenue in almost every
>city -- there's one near Science, in fact -- and there's a
>Decatur, Illinois, but who remembers who Decatur was? I grew
>up near Hugh Grant Circle. How many people know who it was
>named for? (Hint: not *that* Hugh Grant!!!)
For those who want to know more about street names in New York, there's a
book by Henry Moscow called "The Street Book--An Encylopedia of
Manhattan's Street Names and Their Origins," Hagstrom, 1978, that I find
interesting.
Albie Gorn, I think. Also, I remember Evie Slayton (sp?) and Karl Klare....
Audrey Strong Feldman '60
>During my senior year my social studies teacher, Mr Selinger, spent a few
>classes discussing McCarthyism. One point that he brought up, but said
>that he was not at liberty to discuss, was the fact that many of the
>teachers at Bronx Science had been called up before the HUAC committee
>during the early 1950s. I remember him passing out a handout with an
>extract from a subcommittee protocol in which several Bronx Science
>teachers cited the Fifth Amedment in answer to the questions they awere
>asked. Does anyone who attended Science at the time know anything abut
>this?
I can't recall all the details, but my favorite math teacher, Dr Hlaverty
(or Hlavaty) was fired in the early fifties as part of this.
>>BTW, I also know who Decatur and Hugh Grant were; I'd tell you,
>>but I doubt anyone out there cares. More to the BHSS point,
>>how about all those streets named after chemists in the NW Bronx?
>>
>
>There are a few of us who do care about the origins of NYC street names.
>For example, I've been trying for years to figure out who Great Jones
was.
> :-).
"The namesake: Samuel Jones, lawyer, who, with Richard Varick revised New
York State's statutes in 1789 and became known as "the Father of the New
York Bar." A Tory in the Revolution, Jones was repeatedly elected to the
assembly after the war and from 1796 to 1799 served as New York City's
first comptroller, as post he had established.
"Jones deeded the site of the street to the city and demanded it be named
for him. But the city already had a Jones Street, named for Dr. Gardiner
Jones, husband of Mrs. Samuel Jones's sister, and for a time there wree
two Jones Streets. Neither brother-in-in-law would defer to the other to
end the resulting confusion and Samuel Jones finally ended the argument by
suggesting 'Then make mine Great Jones Street.' "
From "The Street Book," which I cited here yesterday.
It's more likely that this was a committee of the New York state
legislature, using the notorious Feinberg Law. HUAC probably had bigger
fish to fry than some NYC high school teachers. They preferred Hollywood
types, who would get them bigger headlines.
Do radicals still hand out literature, anywhere? Or folkies play
guitars anywhere except coffeehouses in church basements?
I regularly walk by Revolution Books, Cambridge Mass (the new location
is about 5 blocks from where I'm typing now) and except for trying
to free Mumia (not to start _that_ thread again) and the occasional
poster about police brutality, there's hardly anything. Even in
my college days (79-84) I remember the Future Communists of America
(whatever they were called) handing stuff out. But they were starting
to charge for it.
ObBxSci: In 75-79, I don't remember a lot of politics. Of course
we'd all grown up watching the student protests of the late 60s. The
big issue I think was the NYC budget crunch and its impact on Science,
and the gas crises. (There was second shortage just before my
graduation -- I think we had to get the car tanked up the day before,
to make sure we'd have enough gas to get to Avery Fisher Hall and back
to the Bronx with the whole family.) I've written here before how my
freshman year we left class and marched on 205th St to protest the
Bd of Ed dumping a teacher onto us, causing the lowest seniority teacher
in that department to be laid off.
My freshman year in college, Jimmy Carter boycotted the Moscow
Olympics and reinstituted draft registration. That hit close
enough to home that some of us looked up. Others worked for the
Equal Rights Amendment. John Anderson seemed like an exciting
alternative to the Democrats and Republicans.
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Didn't Decatur say "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead"? Of
was that Bainbridge? Or was it "Millions for defense, but not
one penny for tribute."
ObBxSci: My sophomore English teacher, Ms. Weiss, had us all do
oral reports. Mine was on the history of Bronx Street and Place
Names. After scurrying around, I found Lloyd Ultan who was in
1977, and, from the web page, still is, with the Bronx County
Historical Society (then at the Valentine-Varian House on Bainbridge
Ave, near Resevoir Oval Park) and he lent me the notes for a book
to be published soon after that, of that name.
>> ... There's a Decatur Avenue in almost every
>>city -- there's one near Science, in fact -- and there's a
>>Decatur, Illinois, but who remembers who Decatur was?
> Didn't Decatur say "Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead"? Of
>was that Bainbridge? Or was it "Millions for defense, but not
>one penny for tribute."
Decatur said, "May she always be in the right, but our country,
right or wrong."
We had a lot of fun with that one in the '60s, usually conveniently
leaving off the first clause -- out of ignorance as much as malice,
no doubt.
I don't recall any demonstrations on Decatur Avenue, however. :-)
Watch your quotes. I said I do know who Hugh Grant and Decatur were,
but that few others do.