COA Volume 1 | Number 1
The College of the Atlantic Magazine
COA~LETTER FROM THE EDITOR
College of the Atlantic enriches the liberal arts tradition through
I will never forget the still evening,
a distinctive educational philo-
looking out from Turrets, that I first saw
sophy—human ecology. A human
the full moon rising over Frenchman
ecological perspective integrates
Bay. As the moon shimmered in waters
knowledge from all academic
bathed by the rose glow of the setting
disciplines and from personal
sun, there was a moment of absolute
experience to investigate, and
radiance. Then the tide turned, or the
ultimately improve, the relation-
wind came up, the waters grew agitated,
ships between human beings
and work called me back.
and our social and natural com-
When I think of COA, I think of that
munities. The human ecological perspective guides all aspects of education, research, activism and interactions among the college’s students, faculty, staff and trustees. The College of the Atlantic community encourages, prepares and expects students to gain the expertise, breadth, values and practical experience necessary
moment: the luminous fullness of the moon and the agitation of the sea. This is a place where every participant: students, faculty, alums, staff and trustees, all have a vision of the absolute beauty of this world we live in—and agitate to get us there. We study it, reflect it, bask in it and then we try to make change happen. We intend to make a difference in this world. As editor of COA, the magazine, I have attempted to reflect the spirit of COA, the college—the humor, passion, creativity, intelligence, and wholeness of the way people here grasp onto the world. It wouldn’t have been possible, of course, without the peregination of students
to achieve individual fulfillment
who have matured and flown before now, nor without The Peregrine,
and to help solve problems
COA’s alumni magazine for seventeen years. As editor, I am deeply
that challenge communities
grateful for the gift of confidence COA alums have placed in me and in
this magazine that cannot be called anything but what it is: COA. Donna Gold editor, COA
BACK COVER: Fire Dance, Sarah Anderson ’04 photograph by Thupten Norbu ’05. After six months of working with and documenting street performers in Mexico, Sarah Anderson’s senior project culminated in a fire dance performed at COA’s sun shrine. She is now creating a performance troupe that can continue the street theater tradition in the northeast and beyond. She can be reached at email@example.com.
Mission Impossible ~ p. 3 Convocation 2004
Doing Well By Doing Good ~ p. 12 The industrial ecology of Henry and Peggy Sharpe
Interview with Ed Kaelber ~ p. 14 “I heard that people wanted to start a college”
The College of the Atlantic Magazine Volume 1 | Number 1
Donna Gold EDITORIAL BOARD
Sarah Barrett ’08 Richard J. Borden David Camp Patricia Ciraulo ’94 Dru Colbert Noreen Hogan ’91 Shawn Keeley ’00 Andrea Lepcio ’79 Erica Maltz ’07 EDITORIAL CONSULTANT
Trying Out Their Wings ~ p. 16 Learning by doing on Great Duck Island
Shawn Keeley ’00 Jill Barlow-Kelley
Nepal, A Journey Home ~ p. 20 Photographs by Rohan Chitrakar ’04
On Bat Pee and De-Globalization ~ p. 24 Six months in the life of Peace Corps volunteer Cait Unites ’03
Cells ~ p. 32
COP Y E D I TO R S
Jennifer Hughes Richard MacDonald PHOTOGRAPHIC ASSISTANT
Thupten Norbu ’05 DESIGN
Mahan Graphics PRINTING BY
JS McCarthy Printers, Augusta, Maine
Short story by Jamie Frank ’04
Boatman, Rohan Chitrakar ’04
A dialogue in four voices
Poetry ~ p. 46 Poems by Josie Sigler ’99
departments Community Voices ........................p. 2 COA Beat ........................................p. 4 Book Talk..........................................p. 30 Class Notes ......................................p. 48 Faculty & Community Notes........p. 50
The Grandest Narrative ~ p. 38 COA ADMINISTRATION
Steven Katona President
Ronald E. Beard Edward McC. Blair, Sr. Life Trustee Kelly Dickson, M.Phil., ’97 Alice Eno David H. Fischer William G. Foulke, Jr. James M. Gower Life Trustee George B. E. Hambleton Sherry F. Huber John N. Kelly Susan Storey Lyman Life Trustee Suzanne Folds McCullagh Sarah A. McDaniel ’93 Jay McNally ’84 Stephen Milliken Daniel Pierce Cathy L. Ramsdell ’78 John Reeves John Rivers Hamilton Robinson, Jr. Walter Robinson, M.D. Henry D. Sharpe, Jr. Life Trustee Clyde E. Shorey, Jr. Donald B. Straus Life Trustee Ann F. Sullivan John Wilmerding
Karen Waldron Academic Dean, Associate Dean for Faculty John Anderson Associate Dean for Advanced Studies David Feldman Associate Dean for Academic Affairs Kenneth Hill Associate Dean for Academic Services BOARD OF TRUSTEES
Samuel M. Hamill, Jr. Chairman Elizabeth D. Hodder Vice Chair Casey Mallinckrodt Vice Chair William V. P. Newlin Secretary
Annual Report ~ p. 54 Appreciating our donors
Clark Fitz-Gerald, Phil Geyelin, Craig Greene, and Maurine Rothschild
The Meaning of Freedom ~ p. 65 Philip Kunhardt III ’77 and the International Freedom Center
Remembering ~ p. 64
Leslie C. Brewer Treasurer
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COA~COMMUNITY VOICES Off the Wall—in place and time Some decades ago, last century, in fact, a couple of wide-eyed, wild-eyed COA students thought there should be some forum for discussing things on our minds. We thought that instead of things posted up for view, like a poster or broadside, that the words should come off the wall and be freely distributed. Besides, the title was a cool, warped expression of what we were feeling. One was from Boston, one from Tennessee. One was a feminist, a lesbian, an artist. One was a liberal, a heterosexual, an activist. Both were educators. Both were outspoken. They were commonly unique. Andrea Lepcio and David Winship both headed home after COA. Andrea settled in New York City, eventually becoming a playwright and a teacher. David settled in southwest Virginia and became a school librarian, as well as a weekly columnist for a local newspaper. The writing continues in a different format. This is Off the Wall, revived for the twenty-first century. We’re looking for the edge that cuts, the salve that soothes. We’re seeking the voice that resonates, the shout that calms the troubled soul. We’re looking for the words that wonder, that wander, that follow that long and winding road. Will you share with us, as you may have over the years with OTW? Let us know what you’re thinking, what you’re doing, how you’ve changed and how you’ve stayed the same. Let us know about the differences children make in your lives. Talk to us about marriage and its meaning, that we hold it in such high esteem beyond the ceremonial contract. What is it to be a partner with or without ceremony? What is it to be single, still or again? Tell us about your role in economics, and your role on the earth. What does it matter that we continue to discover new species on the earth and in the sea? Is it possible that the “hokey pokey” IS what it’s all about? Whether by pen or keyboard, share with us what’s on your mind. OTW always was an open forum. We’re baaack! ~ David Winship ’77 email@example.com
Donna, Creation of the new COA magazine presents a number of exciting opportunities—one is that it may begin breaking down the perceived separation of alums, students, and donors. I see tremendous potential for articles that hold interest for the whole spectrum of the college’s constituent groups. Looking at Galen’s photo (that I sent you a few minutes ago) and thinking about her work in Africa, it occurs to me that one such article might be about alums involved with the Peace Corps and/or other international organizations (both large and small). Alumni/ae, students (current and future), and parents (past, present and future) would be interested to hear about the work itself as well as the human ecology of it—the social, environmental and economic impact. ~ Nikki Grimes ’96
Hi Donna, I was glad to get the recent copy of Peregrine and hear about all the changes. Change is good, when needed. I have a few items to input for your questions about future alumni news items. As an alum who hasn’t done anything to “stand out in the crowd,” I’d be interested in hearing from other grads/alums who are living lives that are not as remarkable as those stories that are written. Human ecology is not just for Type A human ecologists, coffee achievers, remarkable people. There are a lot of us who are living quiet, orderly or messy lives, and who are contributing to the betterment of the planet one neighbor at a time, one coworker at a time or one week’s load of recycling at a time. Maybe a survey or a questionnaire would be useful, with questions like: What is your favorite ecological act of your life (besides going to COA)? What is one human ecological habit that you do every day? What educational act are you most proud of? What have you taught your child/ren or your parents about ecology? What is an ecological practice that you can think of that has become common since you were a student at COA? Or other questions. I really like hearing about and acknowledging the common person. I really like reading the personal profiles; those are lots of fun. Thanks for your great work. ~ Evelyn Ashford ’83
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Mission Impossible Excerpts from COA president Steve Katona’s speech at Convocation 2004
Everyone who studies at College of the Atlantic is responding to a thirst for learning. But we are aware that you could have quenched that thirst at many other institutions. I believe you chose COA for its distinctive qualities, such as small size, personal attention, interdisciplinary perspective and hands-on methodology, but I know you were also strongly attracted by our mission. I think that the Class of 2008, and others of us in the room, are here because College of the Atlantic’s vision and mission are more ambitious and reflect the fact that this planet is in trouble and needs our help. In some ways, your journey may recall the one taken almost ninety years ago, when explorer Ernest Shackleton set out to cross the Antarctic continent. Here’s how he advertised for his expedition party: MEN WANTED: For Hazardous Journey. Small Wages, Bitter Cold, Long Months of Complete Darkness, Constant Danger, Safe Return Doubtful. Honour and Recognition in Case of Success. ~ Sir Ernest Shackleton That was truth in advertising, as any of you familiar with the ensuing saga know. On our quest together to save the world, the wages may also be low, it does get cold and dark here in winter, but this is a journey we must undertake, because there will be even more hazards and dangers if we don’t. While your safe return is hardly in doubt, College of the Atlantic and its mission ask much more of you than most colleges do. This is not a place where you choose a major, take the required courses, get good grades on tests, collect your diploma and take your assigned seat in the workplace. At times you may wish it were. Instead you will often confront the dark side of freedom: personal responsibility and the need to make intelligent choices—continually. You will grapple with complex and intertwined concepts that have many dimensions. You will be confused. You will despair to find the world in such a mess. And you will be frustrated with the limits of your ability to help. College of the Atlantic’s vision and mission urge individuals to gain personal fulfillment, but also to serve others. Each person must find that balance on her own, because each person is different. I want to thank all of you who have heard the call and had the courage and boldness to undertake this quest and choose College of the Atlantic. I am honored to be president of a college whose students, alumni, faculty, staff, trustees and advisors are willing to do whatever they can and whatever it takes to advance its mission and to guide ourselves, our communities and the world to a more beneficial, sustainable future. I hope you will always feel proud and privileged to be part of this institution and that ambitious mission. Thank you very much, Steve Katona
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Endive Indeed Last summer’s exhibit at the Ethel H. Blum Gallery, “A Place to Take Root,” was probably the first to document the history of flower pots. At the opening on August 15, visitors crowded into the gallery to ponder the place of pots in the garden and marvel at the gracious urns recalling the grand old days of Bar Harbor, when E.E. Soderholtz constructed 500-pound pots for Beatrix Farrand’s gardens. The crowds spilled out into Gates Center where guest artist Guy Wolff had set up his electric potter’s wheel in front of a pile of what looked to be ancient flowerpots. Wolff, who spends most of his time in a western Connecticut studio banked with bales of hay, creates contemporary versions of historic pots for the likes of Smith & Hawken, along with many a garden in Connecticut and Long Island. At 6 p.m., visitors left the gallery en masse to watch Wolff at work. A large man sporting a green shirt and bright blue bandana, Wolff is also a banjo player and something of a storyteller. For a good half hour, he effortlessly turned lumps of red clay into squat, thin-walled, rosecolored vessels, royal cousins to Agway’s clay pots, while confessing his absolute inability to ever grow any kind of plant. When the auditorium reached its peak crowd, he threw another lump of clay on the wheel. Leaning over it, he hugged the mass between his forearm and hand, turning the formless lump into yet another circle. It wobbled for a moment, then rose into a full-bodied, bell shape. “A rhubarb warmer,” Wolff declared, used to help the plant ripen swiftly. Taking another look at the clay on his wheel, he realized it would have to be for something smaller. Lettuce, maybe. No, not lettuce. What was he thinking of? Wolff looked helplessly out at the assembled crowd. With quiet authority, a woman standing beside the doors called out “endive,” giving it the appropriate French pronunciation, “ahn-deev.” “Thank you, Martha,” said Wolff. Using a wire to cut the endive warmer off the wheel, he pressed his stamp into one side of the pot, then took a wooden chisel and wrote—was it inside a heart?—“For MFS,” for Martha Stewart, and set it by the window to dry.
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COA~INTERVIEWS COA Inquiring Photographer Sarah Barrett ’08 did some sleuthing for the magazine during her first term at the college, asking incoming students for the real story on coming here: “What did your parents say when you told them you were going to earn a degree in human ecology?”
Dominic Mutanga ’04 (right) speaks to visitors at his opening at the Blum Gallery
International Initiation Life was busy for Dominic Muntanga ’04 last June. Six days after he graduated, Muntanga presided over the opening of the Blum Gallery’s “Unmasking Tribal Africa," an exhibit of masks used in initiation ceremonies from the Makishi dancers of Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe. “This exhibition is a way to expose myself to the rich culture of my homeland,” said Muntanga, who hails from Victoria Falls. “It is my way to discover what the masks stand for.” Then it was off to the United Nations in New York City where Muntanga accepted an Award of Distinction from the Ars Electronica Festival at a June 23 ceremony hosted by UN Secretary-General Kofi Annan. The award was for Tonga.Online, a project bringing internet technology to rural Zimbabwe, which Muntanga helped create during his internship at the AustriaZimbabwe Friendship Association. It is focused on digitally uniting Tonga communities that were divided by the building of the Kariba Dam fifty years ago. When the villages were resettled, the Tonga, who are known for their unusual and complex music, were separated by a river and portioned into two countries. By bringing computer centers to the remote regions along the border between Zimbabwe and Zambia, the Tonga can talk among themselves, despite their physical barriers. Though Muntanga has great plans for Victoria Falls, including creating a cultural center, he is currently gaining the political experience he expects to need by working at City Hall in downtown Manhattan.
“Their response was a blank stare and a nod of the head, as if to insinuate that they knew what I was talking about. But they had no idea.” ~ Kelly Enberg ’08 “They asked me, ‘What is that? I have never heard of it before.’ And I said, ‘It’s a liberal arts degree that teaches students to become environmentally and socially responsible citizens. It combines art, economics, human studies and environmental sciences together to make a difference; to make the world a better place.’ So they answered, ‘That’s interesting.’” ~ Simon Lombe ’08 “Their first response was, ‘What is human ecology?’ It is funny though, because right now I still don’t know although in general I guess I am getting the idea, so as I get more filled in, I phone home and tell my parents and they feel pretty good about it.” ~ Sean Berg ’08 “My parents accepted the idea because they knew that it was a way that I could have a career in many different fields. It wasn’t as limiting as a career in only biology or environmental science. Having a degree in human ecology could be molded into whatever I wanted it to be.” ~ Kathleen Tompkins ’08 “Human ecology . . . I guess you’ll be going to graduate school then.” ~ Kathryn Hasset ’08
Life Changing, World Changing The Jo’burg experience When Thupten Norbu ’05 was a young boy, he used to watch refugees streaming from Tibet into his home village in the province of Sikkim, in northeastern India. He’d talk to them as they came from his ancestral homeland, asking why they left. Children would say they were coming for a good education; teachers told him they were hoping to be able to teach in freedom. All wanted to see the Dalai Lama. Still, the crossing of the Himalayas was so arduous that many refugees would arrive crippled by frostbite and injuries, demolishing all hopes for a better life. Norbu, himself the child of Tibetan refugees, vowed to change that scenario. This slight young man with a quizzical smile grew up determined to improve living conditions of Tibetans while also protecting the environment. This is important not just for Tibet, says Norbu, “but for much of Asia,” for Tibet is home to the headwaters of so many Asian rivers that what happens in Tibet affects an estimated third of the world’s people. This goal brought him first to Kalimpong School in West Bengal, then to the Mahindra United World College in Pune, India, as the first Tibetan in the UWC system, and finally to College of the
In Johannesburg, Norbu ’05 spent much of his time with the Tibetan delegation. From left: Norzin Dolma, researcher, Tibet Center for Human Rights and Democracy, Thupten Norbu ’05, Ngawang C. Drakmargyapon, liaison, Tibet Bureau for UN Affairs, Jampal Chosang, H. H. the Dalai Lama’s Representative to South Africa and Phutchung, Tibetan monk.
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Atlantic where he has focused on gaining the tools that he will need to make a difference. He hopes to work for an organization teaching about issues of environment and development in Tibet. If no such organization exists by the time he finishes his schooling, Norbu is prepared to create one, studying not only policy and science, but also nonprofit marketing and graphic design. Just after his freshman year, this goal also brought him to Johannesburg, South Africa, where Doreen Stabinsky, Ken Cline and Gray Cox had arranged for Norbu and five other students to be official observers at the World Summit on Sustainable Development, held in late summer 2002 on the tenth anniversary of the Rio de Janeiro Earth Summit. Going to Johannesburg affected the lives of every one of the students who attended. For Norbu, it altered how he would approach his next years at COA. In Jo’burg, as those familiar with the city call it, Norbu met Gabriel Lafitte of Australia’s Victoria University, an expert in Tibetan environment and development. “He is not only one of the worldwide experts on Tibet,” says Norbu. “Because of him—and some others—in 1999, the World Bank halted consideration of a loan to China that would have allowed it to resettle major Chinese populations on the grasslands used by nomadic Tibetans. Had they not stopped this, the landscape and culture of the area would have been drastically changed.” Lafitte invited Norbu to Australia and designed a curriculum, The Human Ecology of the Tibetan Plateau, just for this young, dedicated Tibetan. Come February, Norbu hopes to be studying with him in Melbourne. Meanwhile, Lafitte created a four-volume anthology of articles to prepare him, which he’s reviewing as part of an independent study with anthropology professor Dave Camp. “I hear a lot about what’s going on inside Tibet,” says Norbu. “I get messages both from the Tibetan government in exile, which could be reliable, but China criticizes as biased, and from China, which gives opposite messages. My goal is to learn to conduct the research myself.”
return from jo’burg “The summit was amazing, being in South Africa was amazing, hearing speakers was amazing. I felt really empowered,” recalls Jessica Bradshaw ’03, one of the seven College of the Atlantic students attending the World Summit on Sustainable Development in Johannesburg in July, 2002. Muktar Amin ’04, a United World College student from Ethiopia, also attended. He recalled the summit in his graduation speech last June, saying, “It was because of the opportunities COA has to offer that I was able to go to the World Summit on Sustainable Development in Jo’burg in 2002 where I met so many people devoted to solving the unprecedented environmental problems that our planet faces today.” Amin came to COA with the hope that someday, somehow, he could make a difference in his homeland. His area? The not very small realm of world hunger. In Jo’burg, Amin made the initial contacts that ultimately led to his senior project investigation into how pharmaceutical and other companies might compensate developing nations for their use of medicinal plants and other biological resources.
At the Earth Dome in Jo’burg, Thupten Norbu ’05, Gray Cox and Muktar Amin ’04.
COA in Jo’burg (from left, back to front): Jessica Bradshaw ’03, Ken Cline, Professor of Environmental Law and Policy, Tom Allen, Maine Representative to Congress, Thupten Norbu ’05, Chrystal Schreck ’03, Max Woodfin ’03 and Kati Freedman ’05.
The conference also had a strong impact on Kati Freedman ’05, Chrystal Schreck ’03 and Max Woodfin ’03, who along with Bradshaw, Norbu and Amin, were given the observer status of non-governmental organizations, allowing them to observe official negotiations. Noah Scher ’04 also attended, as part of Greenpeace. “It wasn’t just governments coming together,” says Stabinsky of the decision to take the students as part of the course, The Politics of Sustainable Development. “There were thousands and thousands of people from NGOs from around the world. Fifteen thousand people gathering in various spots around town. The students got to see the whole process, from the official negotiation of a document, to what it ultimately would mean to people on the ground.” Students were busy night and day, going to forums on good practices in genetic resources, water and fisheries usage, then connecting with people who were doing the actual work in those areas. “You can sit in a room and read and talk about it, it’s a completely different thing to go and experience it,” continues Stabinsky. “These students saw what intergovernmental relations looks like. It’s not something you can describe in a classroom.”
coa makes top five Foreign students & small classes College of the Atlantic has been recognized by US News & World Report’s 2005 Survey of Best Colleges for its small classes and number of international students. COA placed third among liberal arts colleges for its large percentage of classes with fewer than twenty students. The college placed second among liberal arts colleges for its percentage of international students. Some sixty students, eighteen percent of COA’s student body, hail from other nations. Many of these students come to the college as part of the Davis United World College Scholars program. Funded by Shelby and Gale Davis, this program grants full college scholarships
to more than fifty outstanding international students a year at selected United States colleges. Clearly, this has enriched the campus, as COA Academic Dean Karen Waldron noted when asked about the recognition. “As a small but distinctive college,” she said, “COA is delighted to be recognized for two of our strengths. With our diversity of cultures, every student who comes to COA can now recognize themselves as a global citizen. COA also prides itself on small classes because our culture of faculty mentoring helps each individual student prepare for their own particular future.”
Coming Full Circle COA Alum Becomes COA Botanist Nishanta Rajakaruna ’94 vividly recalls his first day in North America. He left Sri Lanka in August 1990, arriving at Craig Greene’s home at 1 a.m. after a thirty-hour journey. “When I woke up the next morning, Craig was making blueberry pancakes. I had never seen a blueberry in my life. I had never had maple syrup. My first morning in America I was already learning plant taxonomy and economic botany!” This fall, the young student who had never tasted a blueberry, now Dr. Rajakaruna with a doctoral degree in botany from the University of British Columbia and a postdoctoral fellowship from Stanford University, takes over the place left by Greene’s death in October 2003. Rajakaruna is the first COA graduate to hold a position on the permanent faculty of the college. What inspired Rajakaruna as a scholar brought him back as a professor: ”At COA I can continue learning and growing with the same kind of academic freedom I had as a student. If I had gone to any other university, I may have ended up teaching evolutionary ecology, because that is my expertise. But I’m interested in everything that has to do with plants, including plant-human interactions. Here, I can pursue those interests by teaching, and teaching is the best way of learning. I know I’m going to have a lot of fun.” Though much has changed since Rajakaruna’s student days, COA’s essence remains the same. “The enthusiasm I felt as a student is what I see in students today: the sparkle in the eye, people impassioned about what they are doing, what they are learning. These students are excited about life, about what goes on in the world. I hadn’t seen that to this extent in bigger universities.” With expertise in evolutionary ecology and plant taxonomy, Rajakaruna’s most popular fall class was Edible Botany. “They couldn’t eat their peanut until they knew that a peanut is, botanically speaking, not really a nut.” 8 | COA
“At COA I can continue learning with the same kind of academic freedom I had as a student . . . I can pursue those interests by teaching, and teaching is the best way of learning. I know I’m going to have a lot of fun.” ~ Nishanta Rajakaruna
Chaos Managed COA Paints Mount Desert Rock Lighthouse Painting a house on a rock twenty-five miles out to sea is not an easy proposition. Painting it within the needs of a sustainable campus ratchets up the difficulty still more. Then there’s the problem of getting there. No dock, just a long landing ramp built on slippery rocks with two- and threefoot waves bathing the landing crew in forty-seven degree water. Perhaps that’s why, when College of the Atlantic decided to paint the Edward McC. Blair Marine Research Station out on Mount Desert Rock, it called upon Joel Richardson of Portland, owner of Chaos Management. COA knew it could be pretty darn chaotic getting the people and materials out there. COA also knew there was no time to lose. Not only was the 1893 keeper’s house getting to look quite dreary and rundown, the integrity of the structure was at risk. To keep within the college’s sustainability goals and to better prepare the buildings, Richardson used fully biodegradable walnut meal as a paint remover. His crew blasted this meal at the buildings through a hose attached to an industrial-sized compressor that had been barged out to the island and lifted off by a crane in the midst of rising sea swells. Not easy, but it worked. The meal, made from ground walnut shells, abraded the old paint in record time. With additional scraping and sanding, Chaos Management had a clean surface on most of the house. Trim was another matter. Lighthouse keeper after keeper had painted over the trim without ever scraping it off. Richardson swears there were sixty-five layers of paint in places. Hard work, good weather, careful coordination and support from the mainland and the crew of researchers on the island helped Chaos Management complete the painting of the keeper’s house in short order. Next up was the top of the lighthouse, seventy-five feet over the rocks. Afterwards, Richardson reflected, “We needed to be rapid action commando painters to get this job done, and we did it, on budget and on schedule, while whales dove in the water below—but it wouldn’t have been possible without a hand from the weather gods and the shoreside support of Ann Zoidis and Capt. Andrew Peterson.” ~ Ann Zoidis
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Wind Energizes COA’s Electricity COA receives EPA Green Power Award in recognition of bold energy commitment With some pomp and a lot of pride, President Steven Katona accepted a Green Power Leadership award from the United States Department of Environmental Protection, US Department of Energy and the Center for Resource Solutions on October 4. This competitive award recognizes outstanding environmental achievements. Later that week, on October 8, COA received the National Wildlife Federation’s Campus Ecology Recognition award.* Both acknowledgments were due to COA’s unprecedented twenty-year contract for wind power for all COA’s energy needs on Mount Desert Island. The contracts were signed in a public ceremony on Earth Day, April 22, 2004. According to Pam Bloch Mendelson of the US Department of Energy, “COA is the first award winner with a twenty-year commitment to wind power. This far-reaching dedication is most impressive, indicative of the notion that COA realizes wind power is here to stay.” COA was the only private educational institution to receive this award in 2004. The college’s wind connection is a two-step process. It currently offsets the atmospheric emissions produced by all of the college’s electrical energy use on Mount Desert Island (942 MW a year) through green tag purchases from Native Energy via the Rosebud Sioux Tribe’s St. Francis Wind Farm in South Dakota. Ultimately, COA has committed to purchasing all of its mainland electrical energy needs locally, as soon as Endless Energy Corporation’s Redington Mountain Wind Farm opens.
Erika Morgan of the Maine Green Power Connection watches as Steve Katona signs a twenty-year contract for wind-generated electricity from Redington Mountain Wind Farm. Mark Good photo, courtesy of Mount Desert Islander.
* See http://www.nwf.org/campusEcology/dspYearbook.cfm
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DOING WELL BY DOING GOOD The industrial ecology of Henry and Peggy Sharpe
here does the shape of a personâ€™s life really begin? Is it in the little dams built by a girl in a fishing stream in western Pennsylvania while a father casts for trout? Is it in the freedom beloved by a boy let loose among the woods, water and energetic cousins of a summer colony in Maine? When Peggy and Henry Sharpe look back on their lives, memories of summers they each spent in the northern woods beckon. Peggy Sharpe, raised in Florida, eventually came to Rhode Island School of Design in Providence to study landscape conservation. There she met Henry Sharpe, a recent graduate of Brown University, where he had been co-editor of the college newspaper.
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industrial ecology. To further that aim, in 2004 the Peggy Sharpe recalls walking in the woods with Sharpes created a one-million-dollar endowment, Henry on an early date. ”One of the first gifts he the Fund for Organizational Stewardship. It will gave me was a tender little oak leaf, partially begin by bringing speakers to campus and eventuunfurled and very beautiful. He was involved in ally be used to provide teachers to train and the industrial world but I don’t think we would inspire students to think creatively about environhave married each other if there hadn’t been some mental solutions to real-world industrial probdeep understanding and appreciation for such lems. natural things.” In small part, the endowment will also be used Though they lived in Rhode Island, where to help the college achieve its own environmental Henry Sharpe had followed his father as head goals, established when COA became the first colof the family machine tool company, their summer lege member of the Maine Department of experiences as children nourished a deep and Environmental Protection’s Smart Tracks for abiding love for the natural world. Appreciation Exceptional Performers and led to involvement as concerns “It’s chastening, this late in Upward Performers, or STEP-UP, about the environment began Program. emerging. the game, to think that not But the emphasis is on increasPeggy Sharpe served on the only should our generation ing opportunities for students. national board of governors of As Henry Sharpe says, “We’ve The Nature Conservancy and was have been more responsible sought to have the most imporone of the founding members of stewards, but that we also, tant aspect of the program focus the Rhode Island chapter board. perhaps, missed great on teaching young people who She also worked closely with want to work in business or groups such as the Conservation opportunities by which we industry to do so in an ecologiLaw Foundation to find environmight conceivably have cally satisfactory manner—and mentally sustainable solutions to make more money doing it!” regional problems. In recognibeen able to gain profit!” “It’s neither economics, nor tion of her efforts, she received ecology,” adds Peggy Sharpe, “but a Lifetime Achievement Award ~ Henry Sharpe both together.” from the Environmental ProtecThe Sharpes have also pledged an additional tion Agency last spring. $250,000 to the college to help round out the Henry Sharpe’s environmental involvement $1,500,000 cost of the program, provided it can be came later. Toward the end of his industrial career, matched by other donors by the end of 2006. “I and especially after becoming a COA trustee in know there’s a lot involved in getting from here to 1992, he came to focus on how few people were there,” says Henry Sharpe, “but I think it can help asking the right questions about industry’s part in the college attract promising young students environmental degradation. “I began wanting to along with a certain class of corporate supporters know how people can operate businesses in an who might be seeking ways to help their own ecologically satisfactory manner and make more organizations achieve sustainability. Putting these money doing so,” he says. “It’s not about making thoughts together makes a win-win situation for business sacrifices. It’s chastening, this late in the the whole world.” game, to think that not only should our generation The Sharpe grant was announced on Earth Day have been more responsible stewards, but that we 2004, as COA achieved one of its own major STEPalso, perhaps, missed great opportunities by UP goals: signing a contract to have all its electricwhich we might conceivably have been able to ity supplied by new, renewable, wind energy. gain profit!” “Maybe it’s a sign of things to come,” the At COA, the couple began encouraging creative Sharpes add as they take a moment together to environmental leadership in business and indusappreciate the busy crickets, singing on a late try, urging the college to consider increasing its summer morning in Maine. curricular emphasis on what Henry Sharpe calls COA | 13
“I heard that people wanted to start a college up in Bar Harbor...” Excerpts from a conversation between Donna Gold and Ed Kaelber In December of 1969, when College of the Atlantic was but an idea, Ed Kaelber was hired by the board of trustees as its first president. After he left COA in 1982, he went on to found the Maine Community Foundation. In anticipation of the foundation’s twenty-fifth anniversary in 2008, the MCF commissioned COA editor Donna Gold to conduct an oral history of the foundation. The MCF has generously permitted COA to publish this excerpt from the interview with Ed Kaelber.
Donna Gold: How did you first get involved with COA? Ed Kaelber: I heard that people wanted to start a college up in Bar Harbor. I don’t think there was any competition for the job, I mean, there wasn’t anything here! They had no real estate, they had no staff, you had to raise your own salary. All that they had was ten thousand dollars in cash and ten thousand dollars in pledges and a vague idea— a good idea—but it was not fleshed out. They got interested in something called ecology, and then because of Cushman McGiffert as much as anyone, they added “human” to it. That’s about where it stood. DG: So you came up in December of 1969 and talked about this college. What was it that struck you about it?
EK: Oh, I think that probably the first thing was that it was an entrepreneurial challenge for me. Take what you’ve learned and figure out how to make it happen. That was pretty exciting. You could argue that we don’t need any more colleges in this country; we’ve got three thousand undergraduate colleges. It also seemed to me that liberal arts undergraduates weren’t well-served. When I went to Harvard College, we had to get the big picture of the world: language, mathematics . . . whatever, and only after you have the big picture can you pick your little niche in the world, your major. It didn’t work, I don’t think. Photographs by Noreen Hogan ’91.
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If you could start with a kind of a microcosm of the big picture, which is the environmental problem, and get people excited in that, then you could say, don’t lose sight of this big problem that you’re excited
about—but in what part of it can you make your contribution? Let’s say you opt for biology and want to become the best damn biologist in the world. If you try to go it alone, you just won’t make it. It’s an environmental problem and therefore complex by nature. You’ve got to figure out how to talk to and understand the perspective of the politician, the poet, the economist. You all must work together if a complex problem must be understood, much less resolved. If I had to reduce human ecology to one word, it would be interdependence, and that was something I got from Rene Dubos, who was a professor at Rockefeller University and an early trustee. I was more interested in College of the Atlantic for the educational possibilities than the environmental thrust. I recognized the importance of environmental problems, that everything is tied together, and I realized that if you’re really going to deal with these problems, you’re going to have to train people with a new point of view. Maybe the environment would be a wonderful starting point around which to build a liberal education.
DG: So you were hired by that original group of trustees of the college, Father Jim, Les Brewer, Cushman McGiffert and the others, and they brought it to you and you said?
EK: What’s that mean? DG: [LAUGHS] And they said?
I said, “None of us know anything about starting a college, but we all know what we want. This is a very intelligent, committed group of people. I think we ought to think for ourselves. If we get stuck and we can’t handle it we can always go to the consultant—but let’s not start out hiring some ‘expert’ to tell us how to do it.” So we didn’t hire anybody. I think that we probably spun some wheels and had some growing pains we might not otherwise have had, but I couldn’t imagine anything that would be more stultifying than to have some expert come here and tell us what to do.
DG: Who was the instigator of the school’s administration system, that the faculty and students be such a strong part of running the college?
EK: I don’t know if it was my idea, I liked the ideas of mixing things up. There was always talk about governance. Once a year, because there were always new students around, I would talk about how the college runs. I said, “First of all, you’ve got to realize that this is a legal corporation. There’s a board of directors who are the trustees of the college. The only power that this board of directors has is they can approve all expenditures, they raise all money and they make all appointments. Our job inside the college is to arrange our affairs among the staff, faculty and students, so that the trustees keep out of our hair. Because any time we can’t do that, they can move right in.” And they should.
EK: “Go figure it out!” We had the first meeting of the Board of Trustees of College of the Atlantic on January second, 1970. They asked for my idea of the college, and I said there were enough colleges, so if it wasn’t awfully damn good there was no point in starting it. I mean who needs another college to turn out sixty or seventy people a year who are mediocre? The board agreed. Another thing that I had to scotch was that someone knew of a consultant out in Michigan who helped start colleges. By that time I had gotten Tibby Russell, Bob Patterson, Rene Dubos, Ted Sizer and others to come on the board, and I thought that would be a big mistake.
Let me tell you a funny story. When we were talking about starting the college, we had some meetings down at Ted Sizers’s office in Cambridge with Tibby Russell, Seldon Bernstein, Ted Sizer, Mel Cote and maybe Jim Gower and myself. We were talking about student involvement. It seemed to me that students should be involved, after all, they’re the customers, they’re paying, they ought to be part of the process. But as we got closer to starting the college, I began to wonder, “Gee, What’s going to happen, maybe all hell’s going to break loose.” And Sizer looked over at me, and said, “What’s the matter Kaelber, you losing your nerve?” COA | 15
Great black-backed gull chick.
Trying out Their Wings
Patricia M. Ciraulo â€™94
ollege of the Atlantic junior Sarah Drummond recalls many dank, foggy days from her summer spent on Great Duck Island. Days when the bio-diesel generator was ominously quiet and propane delivery, for hot water, impossible. Days when the research students, sniffling from head colds, huddled around the barbecue grill attempting to make a warm dinner despite the damp mist. Those memories pale, however, in contrast to her recollection of one magical evening that occurred on the heels of a particularly long, solid week of fog.
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As the day drew to a close, the fog lifted, flooding the landscape with warm, much longed-for light, rewarding the island’s inhabitants with a triple rainbow. As Drummond describes it, the herring gulls that she had studied all summer shared the students’ exhilaration by taking to wing, many of the young chicks joining the adults for their maiden flights. Drummond was one of seven students who conducted independent research projects on Great Duck during the summer of 2004. Located five miles south of Mount Desert Island, the 265-acre island is home to approximately twenty percent of Maine’s nesting seabirds, featuring large colonies of Leach’s storm-petrels, black guillemots, herring gulls and great black-backed gulls. Formerly used for sheep grazing, the remote island is infrequently visited today and then only by fishermen and Coast Guard officials who come to check the island’s automated lighthouse. When COA was granted use of the island for field research in 1998, professor John Anderson immediately recognized the study opportunities offered by the site and its seabirds, allowing students the kind of hands-on research that leads some to call COA a graduate school for undergraduates. Like other professors at COA, Anderson sees his role as encouraging students to figure where they want to go with their work, then helping them get there. He hopes students will design their own research project in their first year at the college, then use further studies to enhance their chosen path. Making these decisions can be more daunting than jumping through the set hoops of a traditional program, Anderson acknowledges. Recalling his early years at the University of California at Berkeley, he says, “Students never worked one-on-one with a professor. We were assigned textbook exercises with foreordained outcomes. There was always a ‘right’ answer.” It’s not easy to do selfdesigned research, warns Anderson. “Students discover that the world is not patterned logically; the birds haven’t read the textbooks. When the freedom to discover this through field research works, it’s an amazing outcome. When it doesn’t work, we need to have the parachute ready to assist the student in finding the right path.” Often, though, it’s the errors that bring about the learning. For Drummond, the great lesson of the summer was recognizing the flaws in her project’s initial design and the mistakes she made in its actualization. Jessica Lach, starting her second year at COA, had a similar experience. “Working with John this summer was one of the greatest experiences
Above, clockwise from top: Marianna Bradley ’06, Jessica Lach ’07 and Sarah Drummond ’06 band birds. Left: Sarah Drummond removes a Leach’s stormpetrel chick from its burrow for banding.
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of my life. I am so happy that he had faith in a bird- and deer-loving first-year student who struggled with his brain picking and almost constant human ecological questions and often grew frustrated because of them. I was nervous about the project at first because all he did was give us a bird species option and pretty much let us loose to find out all we can about them. It was often frustrating to have so much freedom, especially because I’ve never done anything like this before. All the frustration, however, was worth it. Being thrown into the water like that was the best thing he could have done to have me learn as much as I did.” At times, Lach found herself more immersed in her work than she expected. “I was out in one of the gull colonies and I was catching, weighing and banding chicks with two colleagues,” she recalls. “I was trying to catch a fleeing chick when the parent decided the chasing needed to stop. It hit me on the back of the head with an open beak. I had two large scabs and quite a headache for about a week. I found it rather entertaining to have had such a close interaction with my blackbacks. It also brought a new aspect into the field ecology experience for me: these animals are not just study specimens, they are to be respected and observed cautiously.” Anderson is clearly proud of the students who have worked on Great Duck. There is Mike Shepard ’03, who spent two summers on the island and presented the findings of his study on petrel vocalizations to the Association of Field Ornithologists. With him were graduate students from other universities. Says Anderson, he “looked better
Above: Marianna Bradley holds a gull chick while Jessica Lach bands its leg.
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Studying gulls is not a neat and clean proposition. To conduct her research on great black-backed gull nestlings on Great Duck Island, Jessica Lach first had to find which were their nests, and which were those of the herring gull. “I’d stand by the nest and see who’s attacking.” Whoever got closest, “that’s the nest I was in.” To study the gulls, Lach needed to band them, but when she’d try to catch them, the birds would do a “dread”: The adult gulls would fly into the air, circle the interlopers and scream
while the chicks ran from the nest and hid in the tall grass. These little creatures, sometimes just a few weeks old, were so good at hiding that Lach and the others sometimes had to resort to guidance from students observing from the top of the lighthouse, directing them to hiding places via walkie-talkies. Meanwhile, adults were dive-bombing students with all their weaponry, from beaks to backsides. “We got really messy,” laughs Lach. “And when you get the chicks, they sit there with huge, wide-open mouths, and they bite you, so you give them one of your fingers to clamp onto so they won’t bite the person doing the banding!”
than them all.” Shepard is now studying wildlife in Wyoming. Another COA graduate, Elizabeth Deliso ’02, is doing her graduate work at Yale after being told by a less prestigious university that no program would accept her without the traditional textbook courses on her transcript. “It’s an example of the networking that happens when real research gets into the community,” Anderson explains. “I encourage the students to present their research, to initiate a dialog. It may be hard for COA students to get into second rate graduate schools, but they are welcomed into the best.” Both Drummond and Lach plan to build on their Great Duck Island research. Drummond hopes to combine her artistic talent with the observation skills she sharpened on the island as she studies the expedition work of early natural history illustrators. Lach intends to continue doing field ecology research, eventually preparing her work for museum exhibition. Her experience with the great black-backed gulls on Great Duck has generated other research topics. “One of my present interests is how towns or communities develop around the present indigenous animals or ‘mega-fauna’ of the area. The project on Great Duck was like my first set of field ecology training wheels.” Like the seabird chicks on Great Duck Island, Anderson’s research students are fledgling creatures just trying out their observation, research and analysis wings. But while both Drummond and Lach spoke sadly of chick mortality among the colonies they studied, in Anderson’s approach, there is no failure. As Lach says, “There was a time when I thought for sure that my project was a failure because of large gaps in my data and I knew that I couldn’t go back to get them since it was too late in the season. I was beginning to get very discouraged. I told John about it. He told me that that’s exactly how I should feel and that half the reason for doing this project is to make mistakes. As long as I’ve realized my mistakes and know how to avoid them in the future, the summer has been successful. That really helped me, and gave me the courage to ask more questions about my gulls than I may find answers for.” Lach focused on territoriality and aggressive behaviors displayed between the black-backs and other nesting birds, raising questions regarding the selection of nesting location, alterations in aggression patterns relative to chick age and developmental stage, and an evaluation of the impact of a black-back colony on an adjacent herring gull population. Along with mapping the island’s black-back nests with Global Positioning Systems equipment, Lach calculated the ratio of black-backs to herring gulls and monitored nesting success, chick development and mortality factors. When she added studies of the island’s history, including human habitation and visitation, Lach gained insights into gull behavior that may not have been apparent through field observation alone.
John Anderson cradles a guillemot chick
“I was nervous about the project at first because all John did was give us a bird species option and pretty much let us loose to find out all we can about them. It was often frustrating to have so much freedom. All the frustration, however, was worth it. Being thrown into the water like that was the best thing he could have done to have me learn as much as I did.” ~ Jessica Lach ’07
Patty Ciraulo ’94 is currently a COA graduate student.
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Rays and Roofs
A View from Nepal Last winter I visited Nepal, my home country. I was amazed at how many interesting visual narratives I found in almost every glance, from street vendors to vast mountain landscapes. I was fascinated just to look at the rich heritage unfolding before me. It was part of me, yet it was so far apart from me. I looked with curiosity and I looked for meaning to find Nepal, to find myself. ~ Rohan Chitrakar
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Rohan Chitrakar â€™04 is currently studying film production at Boston University. He has a website where more of his photos can be seen: www.shantimarg.org/rohan.
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On Bat Pee De-Globalization
Six months in the life of Peace Corps volunteer Cait Unites â€™03
FEBRUARY 1-ISH, 2004 Ambohitsilaozana, Madagascar
Well, it has been a quiet week in Ambohitsilaozana, where the women are strong, the men have no teeth and the children are malnourished. I’ve been at site here in Madagascar for about three weeks. I spend my mornings observing at the clinic. This morning was a zoo because it was vaccine day. I actually administered vaccines to the pregnant women. I refused to vaccinate babies. I’m afraid I’ll pop them or something. Each morning has a task: vaccines, family planning, prenatal consultations. The nurse collects all the medical records from the patients, does the paperwork, then herds the people in groups. There is no such thing as privacy; the one pelvic exam I’ve seen was done with the door wide open and chickens wandering in and out. Vaccine day is definitely the craziest: it takes the nurse over two hours to do the paperwork, while babies and mothers wait outside in sun and rain. The doctor kind of scares me. She is a tiny woman who chain smokes and wears heavy suits. She always makes me look like an idiot because she talks really fast to me and I have no clue what she is saying. Yesterday, I saw the skinniest child I’ve ever seen. His bones jutted out, his eyes were so sunken that he could barely blink because the skin was pulled tight. He made little gulping noises, as if he were incapable of crying. He was eleven months and I weighed more when I was born. In the United States, this child would be declared a ward of the state and immediately hooked up to feeding tubes and IV lines. Here, the doctor just reprimanded the mother for not giving the child more fluids. FEBRUARY 14, 2004 The malnourished and dehydrated child was back at the clinic this week. This time he got fluids via IV. He’d been having diarrhea and vomiting for more than a week. I found myself angry with the parents and all the family members who came to the hospital to gawk. I don’t understand how you can let a child get so near death from malnutrition and dehydration. Perhaps my frustrations are misplaced. With one out of ten kids in Madagascar dying before their first birthday, it now makes sense to me that the burial rituals are different and a child isn’t really thought of equally until their first birthday. FEBRUARY 28, 2004 It hasn’t been the best two weeks in Madagascar. The malnourished, dehydrated boy with the IV died. It wasn’t surprising, just sad. I’ve thought about him a lot. It’s frustrating that someone can die of dehydration when there is plenty of clean water to be found, and it really doesn’t take that much to feed a child: a little rice, some produce and a little oil should give a kid a good start. The average Malagasy person lives on less than a dollar a day, so it is difficult to afford food. Most manage by growing their own rice and COA | 25
Waiting outside in sun and rain.
veggies. Clean water is not a huge problem. The Malagasy eat rice with every meal and then fill the rice pot with water and make a burnt rice tea which is actually quite good. They boil the water so it is safe to drink. Infant mortality is generally a result of diarrhea, dehydration and childhood diseases that can be prevented with vaccination. This boy’s diarrhea could have come from unclean food, poor sanitation, worms. The mother didn’t give him enough fluid soon enough and the doctor waited over a week before starting an IV. In the last two weeks, my contributions have been: further diversification of the local economy (a local store now carries spaghetti and the powdered juice that I like), beautification of the clinic (I put up health posters), the administration of oral polio vaccines, and the weighing of seventy-eight babies. That’s in an hour and a half. I also attempted to help with paperwork for prenatal consultations by interviewing patients, but I confused them because I always mix up the Malagasy for ‘Do you have a spouse?’ and ‘Do you eat rice?‘. MARCH, 2004 Well, I finally have a house and I’ve moved in. Anyone have any tips on getting rid of the smell of bat pee? I also have termites, an ant problem, a leak in my roof and a bizarre indoor latrine, but the house is my own, and that is the important thing. APRIL 12, 2004 Happy Easter Everyone!
Cait Unites says she no longer notices the bat smell.
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I’m gradually settling into life here. With my bike propped up next to the doorway and my shelves crammed with books, clothes and food, this small cement house looks like the average college dorm room, though smaller. I eat well here, though I have basically become vegetarian because I still haven’t grown accustomed to the idea of meeting my food alive before I cook it. My home still stinks, but I’m adjusting. I got some letters from my fourth grade pen pals: They had three boy mice that smelled really bad, so they traded them in for girl mice. I think I had lots of boy bats. I rigged up a Peace Corps oven out of a huge pot and some dirt that I heat on my gas stove, so now I can bake. Everyone in town loves my banana bread and I’m working on chocolate chip cookies. The oven has made me infinitely happier. I just finished reading The Lexus and The Olive Tree: Understanding Globalization. It made me worry about Madagascar. It isn’t anti-globalization. It’s de-globalizing. There were once good roads, electricity, telephones and a train in my town. Ten years ago, it all deteriorated. People are so resigned to having no control over their lives that it hasn’t really occurred to anyone to try to get it back. It is kind of eerie: There are wires and light bulbs in the ceilings as if everyone is just waiting for someone else to take care of it.
thoughts from togo “Premierement mon papa m’a laisse un grand champ . . . First my father left me land, so I needed a wife to help me, then children to work the land, then another wife to help the first wife and more children as some died and the fields are big,” explained Komi, a school director in Tseni, Togo. School is five thatched open-air huts, some with benches, for 215 children ages five to twenty. Tseni is a large cotton and corn farming village in Togo, wedged between Ghana Galen Guthrie ’97 and volunteer Julianna Phillips practice carrying babies, and Nigeria. I’ve lived here now a year as a Peace Corps a skill most Togo girls learn at age five. health and AIDS volunteer. I sleep—or try to—to beating drums and the pounding of yams and corn. I wake to more Since 1992, Togo has been under international embargo drums, roosters, rooting pigs and the daily procession past to put pressure on the thirty-seven-year reigning president my one village latrine to do business in the bush. When I’m Eyadema to hold democratic elections, have a free press not entertaining villagers by hoeing cotton at one-twenty-fifth and allow opposition parties a safe voice. West Africa has their amazing speed, wandering through villages with my wealth: phosphates, timber, diamonds, oil, fruit, coffee and cotwooden penis pushing condoms, tasting grilled locust rumps ton. The president flies to France for dental work, but and bush rat the children toast like weenies . . . I think, and clinic workers have to buy their own needles and suture thread think some more. before a wound can be treated. Even though studying human ecology at COA seems like I try to teach youth about sexual responsibility, but a a delicious, million-mile dreamworld away, I carry its greatest condom here costs four cents, about the price of a plate gift: the ability to see with an open mind the connections of food. So the choice is often this: “Do I eat for the day, between humans and their surroundings. Africa didn’t choose or buy a condom?” to suffer from drought, civil wars, epidemics, poverty and overEvery action has a subsequent reaction. We are joined across population, nor did these crises occur in a vacuum. Every former oceans, finding similarities and solutions. Let the colonial nation, every developed country with vested interest, world in and when doubtful come feel the joy of dancing bobo to the pounding tam-tam drums of Togo. every subsidized cotton farmer in the United States, every child in Paris, every well-meaning and confused Peace Corps ~ Galen Guthrie ’97 volunteer and finally all African youths play a part. Those of September 8, 2004 us lucky to be educated in interconnectedness have to help others understand without prejudice and blinders.
MAY 28, 2004 AIDS. It’s not as widespread here as it is on the mainland, but it is getting there. I believe the AIDS rate is reported as something like 1.4 percent, but that doesn’t mean much since there are only a few testing centers. The closest facility to my site is an eight-hour taxi ride. No one can afford to make the trip. Last November, Population Services International, an amazing NGO, tested fifty pregnant women at a nearby hospital. Four tested positive for HIV. That’s eight percent in a group that is primarily married and low risk. Even if you tested positive, there are no drugs currently available in country. Madagascar is where mainland Africa was ten to fifteen years ago. I’m afraid that it will explode in the next few years. I often carry condoms in my bag and hand them out when I am bargaining in the market. They work well as gifts. When they come to give birth, the mothers are generally accompanied by a flock of female relatives who haul and heat water, coach and clean the room after the birth. The women are responsible for bringing all their own clothes, towels, bedding and food. They also bring buckCOA | 27
“The vision of pairs of men with huge bananas working together to figure out how to use a condom while the chief gendarme struts around to inspect their skills is something I will treasure forever.”
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ets to fetch water. Malagasy women are incredibly strong and are discouraged from making any noise during childbirth. I often don’t know when a baby is being born in the next room until I hear it cry. The average woman has 6.6 kids. I talk quite a bit about birth control, but a standard Malagasy blessing at a wedding is, “May you have seven sons and seven daughters.” JUNE, 2004 I’m passing through Ambato on my way back from helping Tam with an AIDS presentation to 180 security guards in training. The vision of pairs of men with huge bananas working together to figure out how to use a condom while the chief gendarme struts around to inspect their skills is something I will treasure forever. JULY, 2004 It’s been eight months and I am still trying to figure out my role here. As a health volunteer, I am charged with educating people about things like hygiene, malaria, vaccinations and family planning. I help out at the village clinic every morning and I weigh babies in neighboring villages a few afternoons a week. It will be a big change if I can get the baby weighers to inform mothers when their children are in the danger zone and to suggest ways to improve the child’s health. I am in the process of organizing a monthly training for local health volunteers and I am writing a proposal to fund a set of health films. I would like to start a monthly film screening and discussion group at a local movie house that runs a TV and VCR off a car battery. I am slowly adjusting to “Malagasy time.” Nothing happens very quickly. But I am trying to get the nurse to at least wear gloves when she is reaching into a woman after delivery to grab the placenta (FYI: you should deliver the placenta naturally). Recently, she’s gotten a little better about gloves because the clinic now has her size. Perhaps the biggest lesson I have learned is how lucky I am. Many Malagasy kids have dropped out of school by the age of ten because supplies are expensive and they are needed to help in the rice fields or to take care of younger siblings. It is normal to see small children playing hopscotch with a baby tied to their back. The equivalent of the fifth grade in the local school has kids ranging in age from nine to seventeen. The kids sit tightly packed on narrow benches and diligently copy what is written on the chalkboard into their notebooks. Classes are so mind-numbing that kids never learn how to think or make connections, so that the kids that I teach English to seem unable to grasp the simple concept that ‘April’ sounds a lot like the French ‘Avril’ and Malagasy ‘Aprily’. Students do not read novels or write essays until they get to university, but few stay in school that long. They are never encouraged to think critically. Creativity is a completely foreign idea. No wonder development has slipped backwards here.
peace corps volunteers Julia Ambagis ’02 Niger
Deborah Keisch ’96 Phillipines
Cait Unites ’03 Madagascar
Christie Denzel Anastasia ’92 Senegal
Jean McHugh Weiss ’81 Togo
Claire Verdier ’80 Central African Republic
Neal Antonucci ’95 Solomon Islands
Justin Nathaniel Mortensen ’01 Panama
Paul Isaac Wagner ’96 Lesotho
Christopher Cousins ’90 Senegal
Andrew Moulton ‘04 Honduras
Suzanne Martin Wagner ’95 Lesotho
Scott R. Durkee ’84 Nepal
Frances Pollitt ’77 Palau, Micronesia
Raymond P. Wirth ’82 Sierra Leone
Galen Guthrie ’97 Togo
Mark Simonds ’81 Ghana
Amy Zader, M.Phil. candidate China
Edward Hugh Haynsworth III ’98 Nepal
Katrina Hyman Tchana ’83 Cameroon
Elmer Beal, faculty Bolivia
Jodi Jacobs, M.Phil. candidate Burkina Faso
Timothea Sutton-Antonucci ’94 Solomon Islands
Bonnie Tai, faculty Botswana
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COA~BOOK TALK John Anderson, Alan Mainwaring and researchers on Great Duck Island were featured in the April, 2004 issue of IEEE Spectrum, “The Secret Life of Birds,” by Jean Jumagai. His work was also the subject of “The Ultimate on-the-fly Network,” an article by Martha Baer in the December 2003 issue of Wired Magazine.
Earl Brechlin, adjunct faculty in journalism, published Bygone Coastal Maine: A Postcard Tour from Kittery to Camden, through Down East Press of Camden, Maine in 2004.
Bill Carpenter had poems published in The Breath of Parted Lips: Voices from the Robert Frost Place, Volume II edited by Sydney Lea and published by CavanKerry Press of New Jersey, in 2004. Included in the volume was former director of public relations, Carl Little, who remains on COA’s Council of Advisors. Poems by the two were also included in The Maine Poets: An Anthology of Verse edited by Wesley McNair and published by Down East Books in 2003. Also in 2003, Carpenter’s novel, The Wooden Nickel was released in paperback by Little, Brown & Co. of Boston and New York. Finally, a German translation of his poems was published in the anthology, Nach Wörteralgen Taucht der Dichter: Lyrik aus vier Jahrzehnten, edited by Astrid Wintersberger and Günther Eisenhuber and published in 2004 by Residenz Verlag of Salzburg, Austria.
In 2004, Dorn Publishing of Medfield, Massachusetts published John Cooper’s “Variations on a Noble Theme,” “Silver Rain,” “Burn Ma Soul,” and “Objectivist’s Dance” for saxophone quartet. It also published “Eluengations” and “Sonata No. 2" for alto saxophone and piano, “The Seventh Tangent” for wind ensemble and two psalms for sacred choir. In 2003, Dorn published “The Third Temperament,” “Lullaby and Lexicon Dance” and “Acadia Rag” for saxophone quartet and “Caprice” for tenor saxophone and piano.
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Dave Feldman’s “Synchronizing to Periodicity: The Transient Information and Synchronization Time of Periodic Sequences,” co-authored with J.P. Crutchfield, is to be published in early 2005 in Advances in Complex Systems, a peer-reviewed, interdisciplinary journal published by World Scientific.
Trustee David Hackett Fischer published two books with Oxford University Press of Great Britain in 2004, Washington’s Crossing in February and Liberty & Freedom: A Visual History of America’s Founding Ideals in November.
In December 2004, COA editor Donna Gold issued the first in a series of ten chapbooks based on oral histories of Camden: To Me That’s the Smell of Money: Alice Alley and the Knox Mill, through her Northern Light Press of Stockton Springs, Maine.
Amy Goodman’s Exception to the Rulers was released in April 2004 by Hyperion Press of New York to national acclaim and an extended book tour that included a standing-room only visit to COA on May 15. Goodman was a visiting student at COA in 1979 and 1980.
Tora Johnson, M.Phil. ’03, who has been teaching Geographic Information Systems at the college since 1998, will be publishing Entanglements: The Intertwined Fates of Whales and Fishermen, through the University Press of Florida in March 2005. The book is a human ecological assessment of North American plans to reduce large whale entanglements in fishing gear.
President Steven Katona provided the introduction for Nan Lincoln’s memoir about caring for an orphaned seal, The Summer of Cecily, published in May 2004 by Bunker Hill Publishing, Inc. of Charlestown, Massachusetts.
Gordon Longsworth has had several articles published on his Geographical Information Systems work, among them, “Collaborative Community Planning for Sustainable Land Use,” on COA’s collaboration with MDI Tomorrow, published in the Community Viz fall newsletter, produced by the Orton Family Foundation, which helps small communities cope with rapid change. The ESRI Map Book, Volume 19: GIS The Language of Geography, published in 2004, included Longsworth’s map series and his article, “Comprehensive Planning— Town of Vinalhaven Island, Knox County, Maine.” It was chosen from 3,000 exhibits at the 2003 ESRI International User Conference.
Steve Mullane ’81 wrote Discovering Whales of the East Coast published in 2004 by Elan publishing of Charlottesville, VA.
In November 2004, Susi Newborn ’90 published A Bonfire in My Mouth: Life, Passion and the Rainbow Warrior with HarperCollins. Newborn, a committed environmental activist, was one of the founding directors of Greenpeace UK. The book was originally published in New Zealand, www.realgroovy.co.nz.
In March 2003, Nell Newman ’87 published The Newman’s Own Organics Guide to a Good Life: Simple Measures that Benefit You and the Place You Live with Joseph Dagnese through Random House Publishing Group of New York.
Chris Petersen recently published an article on sculpin reproduction from his sabbatical work in Friday Harbor, Washington in the Journal of Fish Biology. Katrina Zarrella Smith ’03, who did an internship with Petersen in Washington, was a coauthor on the paper. In 2003 and 2004, Petersen and his research assistants published results in the Bulletin of the Mount Desert Island Biological Laboratory. The work was led by COA undergraduates Santiago Salinas ’05, Yaniv Brandvain ’04, Allison Fundis ’03 and Smith. Petersen has also been coauthor on four other publications in the MDIBL Bulletin, many with COA students.
With Jeannette Whitton, new faculty member Nishanta Rajakaruna ’94 wrote “Trends in the Evolution of Edaphic Specialists with an Example of Parallel Evolution in the Lasthenia californica complex,” published in In Plant Adaptation: Molecular Genetics and Ecology, ed. by Q.C.B. Cronk, J. Whitton, R.H. Ree, and I.E.P. Taylor, NRC Research Press, Ottawa, Ontario, 2004. With A.J.M. Baker, Rajakaruna wrote “Serpentine: A model habitat for botanical research” in Sri Lanka’s Ceylon Journal of Science, V. 32, 2004. Finally, in the 2004 International Geology Review, Volume 46, Rajakaruna contributed “The Edaphic Factor in the Origin of Species.”
In May 2003 Roxana Robinson, a member of COA’s Council of Advisors, wife of trustee Hamilton (Tony) Robinson and great friend of the college, published the novel Sweetwater through Random House Publishing Group of New York.
Adjunct faculty member Candice Stover has an essay on Somes Pond in Maine Voices: A Celebration of the People of Maine and the Places They Love, edited by Jeremy Sheaffer, Sarah Cecil, and Steven J. Holmes, and published in 2004 by Milkweed Editions of Minneapolis, Minnesota through The Wilderness Society of Washington, D.C. She also has poetry in the summer 2004 issue of Writing Nature.
Trustee John Wilmerding published two books through Yale University Press of New Haven, Connecticut, American Art in the Princeton University Art Museum: Volume 1: Drawings and Watercolors in October 2004, and Signs of the Artist: Signatures and Self Expression in American Paintings in October 2003. In April 2004, The National Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C. published the catalog of Wilmerding’s collection, American Masters from Bingham to Eakins: The John Wilmerding Collection.
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Jamie Frank ’04
o be honest, I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be healthy.” Even though Leeann’s gaze, as she spoke, was on the wall of her hospital room, and specifically on a space slightly to the left of her newest social worker, the man’s appearance was set in her thoughts: graying hair and mustache, a paunch beneath a plaid dress shirt that hung in a fold over the top of his Dockers; shoes that were brown leather, semi-dressy, and socks that were a lighter shade of brown and only visible because he was seated. Her mind—she sometimes thought—was like a mold for details such as these, and what was caught—or perhaps poured in—was arbitrary.
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His name was Richard. Not Dick, Rich, Dickie, or
for some elaboration, a story, a clue, or for shovel-
Richie. Not to her. He had introduced himself by
ing some substance that might fill up time. Time
his first name (to reinforce the absence of threat in
left vacant is sharp and lethal, but the edges round
their relationship and that they were equals in it),
out otherwise. This is as clear as the fact that idle
but Leeann had only learned his last name—
hands are the devil’s playground. But it’s funny,
moments before, accidentally—from an envelope
because they—the hands—are empty. There are
that rested between his thumb and forefinger.
no rings, no monkey bars, not even an inexpensive
The return address was a PO box without a
and flimsy plastic swing-set. A devil’s playground
name—probably a credit card company, a phone
needs no equipment. Her infusion pump beeped,
company, or a bank. Personal information, she
and she touched the appropriate keys to reset it so
thought, but totally impersonal, like a diagnosis.
that a second bag of fluid would flow through
Leeann could speculate further. For example:
some plastic tubing and into her vein.
that he had picked up his mail on his way to meet
She hoped that Richard wouldn’t remark and/or
with her, had maybe rushed in and out of a door or
chuckle about how she was able to do this task,
walked to the hospital or absentmindedly kept the
part of a nurse’s job. Nevertheless she instantly
envelope in his hand. She knew he was real
and inwardly rehearsed her response—just in
because he had a last name and a mailbox with his
case. It would be to shrug and say it was less of a
last name on it somewhere. Richard Chilton. 89
hassle this way, that the nurses were busy, that she
Walnut Street. She avoided dwelling on these
had seen them do it a thousand times and that it
minutiae, thinking that she wasn’t meant to know
was no big deal.
But she was relieved that he said nothing and
His eyes, when she forced herself to look at
that there was only a pause in which she noticed
them (only because eye contact signifies credi-
or imagined the scent of aftershave emanating
bility, honesty, confidence, comfort, just as simply
from Richard’s chin. She thought that he must
as crossing one’s arms and looking away means
shave every day. He looked as if he were always
fear, defensiveness, aggression), were pools of
clean—there were creases in the front of his shirt,
deep concern cut with helplessness, or some
bisecting each pocket, and his fingernails were
emotion more obscure. Leeann imagined a name-
trimmed—but he was, of course, not wealthy, not
less emotional tablet had dropped into his eyes at
proud, and did not seem particularly intelligent,
some uncertain point—maybe years before,
insightful, or enthusiastic. Not anymore, not now.
maybe all at once, or perhaps bit by bit, as an accu-
Now he looked tired.
mulation of tiny sufferings—and that it was and
Leeann was certain, though, that there had
had been slowly dissolving and spreading out—
been a time in the past in which he could have
this was the way toilets were cleaned in some
turned into anything in the future, anything apart
advertisements—coloring his perception and his
from what he had become; it was a remembered
character. She watched his lips part and wondered
time, the kind that might have never happened,
which would emerge first, the word or the sound,
how most times are once they have passed.
and if it would ever be possible to separate the
There had been a day when he had decided to be
two. Like a someday separation of an electron into
called Richard and decided to grow a mustache
equal parts of nothing.
and decided to go to college to become a social
“You don’t remember what it was like at all?” Richard rearranged her sentence into a question, adding a subtle clarifying point: a tool for digging
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worker. All of these probably hadn’t happened on the same day. But they could have.
And she remembered how she wasn’t sure if
people like Leeann. An analogy would be this:
she had ever looked at his face at all—this thought
“God has a plan,” her mother said, and imper-
would be the reverse of the mirrorless memories
fection is an illusion condoned by small-scale
she had of her own facial expressions (or some-
scrutiny, a.k.a. human nearsightedness. Some-
times of her whole body, from above, as if she
times the eyes were even crossed. Coincidentally,
were watching herself from a helicopter). She was,
the medicine cups on the tray in front of her were
in fact, still looking at his fingertips resting on the
shifting with her focus and then splitting into two
khaki, faded knee of his pantleg. And then she
like a single cell reproducing. An urge to touch the
stumbled into the memory of the future being
illusory one with her fingers, causing it to dis-
always now. And now. And now again.
appear, was slight and thus not hard to restrain.
But she still remembered to answer, not exactly
Leeann continued, following her explanation to
out of choice and maybe out of habit. She said,
the end: “And I guess it’s true. I’ve heard of it happening to other cancer patients.
“Not really,” while her eyes flicked to the muted television, not exactly
“Remission,” she flipped
It’s hard to remember what hap-
out of choice and maybe out of
the channel. “And then
pened yesterday, let alone, you
habit. Television has a need to be watched as air has a need to be
relapse and all the chemo
know, how I felt eight years ago or whatever.” Her throat tightened
breathed. Both are non-living and
in between, you know.
with the embarrassment, the sor-
thus completely indifferent. Or, at
The drugs,” she paused.
row of this admission and strained
least, it was impossible to tell whether or not they cared. But Leeann could recognize an enter-
“They’ve, um, affected my brain.”
taining program within the first
her voice, a little painfully, as her thumb compressed a button in order to change the picture. Her thoughts shifted as quickly as the
moment the flash of its image touched her optic
stations, and she tried to hang onto the one where
nerve, just as automatically as a child would know
she noticed how quickly her consciousness
two eyes, a nose and a mouth was a face, or as iron
focused and refocused and then the thought that
would bind to oxygen to make hemoglobin.
surfing the channels was like being God, or a god,
“I’ve been in and out of the hospital for almost
but only like being God, or a god; it gave her a
seven years,” she went on. “Remission,” she
sensation of omniscience and control, which
flipped the channel. “And then relapse and all the
she resented, knowing it was false, but also appre-
chemo in between, you know. The drugs,” she
ciated, as long as her eyes didn’t ache, as they did
paused. “They’ve, um, affected my brain.” She
at the moment. But she didn’t close them, as
detected a twinge of chagrin, felt it pierce her
Richard was still in the room.
abdomen and run upward into her nose, at how
There was a moment of what might have been
vague her last statement sounded. She could only
silence if Leeann hadn’t known better—she could
find it acceptable because she wasn’t really
hear Richard breathing and shifting in the blue
supposed to know anything about herself, nothing
vinyl armchair that was supposed to make the
about the mechanics, nothing “objective.”
tiny cluttered room feel more like home or, more
“That’s what the neurologist says anyway,”
accurately, a home. It reminded her of a set on
Leeann qualified, half-deferentially and half to
television. A bed a chair, a window, a vase and
underline a lack of precision in medicine, which,
flower. An IV pole.
purportedly, was a field of exactitude. Or maybe
The décor was essential but secondary to the
doctors only chose to reveal generalities to lay
plot. In her case the plot consisted of treatment
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and procedure. These consisted of drug protocols,
an actual physical or psychic energy or simply an
surgeries, tests, and sometimes psychoanalysis
idea she had constructed given an already estab-
and counseling. All of these were methodologies
lished verbal context: an assumed cause and
for a) continuing to live and b) justifying the state
of living. Like anyone, she was coping. Only the
She stared at her knees poking beneath the
evidence of her coping was more striking; the
white woven blanket and concentrated. Explaining
struggle was more condensed. She could think of
was difficult. Her explanations never sounded
a few allegories—a person marooned on an empty
real. She didn’t feel real. She wasn’t sure if looking
island in a vast ocean or trapped in a spaceship
like a ghost made her somehow believe she
floating in a lifeless solar system—as she lay gaunt,
should feel like one, too, or if that this was just
weak, pale, and barely distinguishable from a
how ghosts were made: through a death that’s
pile of white sheets and blankets in a hospital
gradual so that at the end, or even somewhere in
that might as well have been anywhere but hap-
the middle, the ghost doesn’t know whether it’s
pened to be in a small city near some factories and
alive or not.
restaurants. The head of her bed was raised at a
“When I try to remember,” Leeann began, “I see
45 degree angle to, theoretically, permit her to
this kind of white blank in my head. I feel like
converse with Richard with their eyes on an equal
nothing’s there . . . in my head. It’s not like seeing
level and occasionally meeting.
just a color, but it’s like this pressure inside of my
“When you . . . ‘can’t remember,’” Richard set-
mind. Kind of like a wall that’s real. But it’s not like
tled on the phrase uncertainly, using Leeann’s
I’m just looking at a wall, not like looking at this
words out of respect but wanting, she hoped, to
wall, you know,” she nodded to the one in front of
find some that were more precise. Maybe he
understood, or maybe he was just doing a job,
“I mean, it’s sort of the same color, but I can feel
tracing the grooves in a familiar pattern of thinking
the wall, the one in my head. I can feel it sort of sit-
and thus defeating the point of thinking, really
ting in there. Her eyes searched the blanket for
thinking, in the first place. “What . . . um . . . hap-
words. “And then I kind of feel like nothing is real,
pens? You seem like a very intelligent young lady,”
but no, not even like that, like I’m not really here,
he added quickly. “So that’s why I guess I don’t
but I am, but it’s . . . strange . . . that I am here?” She
understand. Can you explain more?”
looked up at Richard. His body was leaned slightly
People often cited Leeann’s intelligence. She
away, like a windblown field of wheat. Maybe,
thought that it was mostly to reassure her and
unconsciously, he knew something about the
believed that most people could find the words
shadows that, when she was alone, moved across
for what others wanted to hear so naturally and so
the walls, and needed no source of light; maybe
rapidly that they could never be sure what their
he was listening for coming terror and preparing
own opinions actually were. And maybe trying to
himself to bolt. Sometimes some things—the
find out was useless anyway.
unreal things that existed nevertheless—fright-
“Sure. I guess.” Leeann’s eyes dropped to her
ened her into believing that she would forget the
lap, and she exhaled once, still impatient with
world she had known and maybe that would be
Richard’s casual use of “intelligent,” which seemed
bad. Or at least irreversible. Or both. And some-
a completely relative and useless adjective, based
one like Richard might be able to tell her if she had
on the biases and interests of an impassive elite, to
forgotten or if she were lost, even if he didn’t
which she belonged, she supposed. And maybe
know, by leaving her alone in her mind.
Richard did, too. She could feel him waiting and
But Richard nodded, which encouraged her to
wondered if her perception of his expectation was
continue. “I watch myself doing things,” she said.
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“Like the other day I put some margarine on a
nothing. I have no desire to be connected, no
piece of toast and then dropped the toast and
regret, nothing. I have no opinion, no feeling. Or
then I felt weird . . . like I had no idea why that set
the feelings I have don’t ever reach me. They are
of circumstances would be happening at that sec-
there, but I never . . . feel them.” She paused, gazed
ond, or what relationship I had with this piece of
out the window at clouds of black smoke puffing
toast, piece of bread, the margarine, or how the
from a dirty chimney on the roof of the hospital’s
margarine had gotten out of the container or how
the container had gotten from the store, or why
“So many details all the time . . . and none of
my mother had bought that particular tub of mar-
them seem to matter. I can see them all, but there
garine and not a different but identical one? And
is nothing to hold them together, nothing to dis-
why wasn’t she still driving with it from the store,
tinguish them. There is no focus.” She turned her
why was it back in the refrigerator opened, not
head to the side, with the intention of looking him
unopened? Why had I picked up the toast now,
in the eye, but turned away again instead, glancing
picked it up at all, been near it ever? Why was now
between the television screen and the clock on
now? What is now?” She stopped and breathed. There was a relative silence in which Leeann calmly waited for Richard to judge her or leave or ask more questions. She felt she
“Things happen, and I
the wall. 4:45. Not that the time really mattered. In about fifteen
watch them. And I don’t
minutes someone would bring in
know why I keep watching
a tray of food that she probably
them. And it doesn’t matter
wouldn’t touch. It was a dilemma. Her doctor had told her they
had done her part or had done as
that they happen. They
would start feeding her through a
much as she could do and thought
have . . . nothing to do
tube again if she didn’t gain
that the two might be different things. And that they might, on the
weight. The idea of eating sick-
with me . . . ”
ened her, all that tearing of tissue,
other hand, be the same. A purple sky was framed
the swallowing of whole cells. It was a ghastly and
by the window and cut into pieces by mini-blinds
ugly process. So much death to sustain such tem-
that no one had raised that day.
porary life. She could barely stand it.
“So you don’t know why you do things?” Richard asked.
And although she didn’t mind receiving her nutrition intravenously, she knew it made it seem
“No, not exactly. It’s that I don’t do things at all.”
as if she had given up. And people might start
She cocked her head to the side, meeting his eyes.
believing that she had and then they might let her
“Things happen, and I watch them. And I don’t
drift away. She was only eighty pounds; there was
know why I keep watching them. And it doesn’t
very little to anchor her.
matter that they happen. They have . . . nothing to
do with me . . . or at least nothing more than any-
Leeann flipped through the television chan-
thing else does . . . so it feels like nothing.”
nels—words and faces, faces and words, distin-
“So you feel disconnected,” Richard said, but
guishable by configuration, color, and meaning
the word was too common, and she could almost
that floated ghostlike and uncertain, especially of
hear the flipping open of a category that she
itself—waiting for a polite time to turn the sound
didn’t want to be inside, as she was already stuck
somewhere else. “No.” Leeann was firm. “It isn’t like that. I don’t feel anything. There is no disconnection because there is no connection to compare it to. There is
Jamie Frank ’04 wrote the novel Starfish for her senior project and also gave the Student Perspective talk at graduation. Currently, she is working and writing in Portland, Maine.
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grandest narrative? A Dialogue in Four Voices
ne afternoon last spring, Rich Borden, Dave Camp and Bill Carpenter were sitting around at lunch discussing human ecology and postmodernism. The discussion heated up; I longed for a tape recorder to capture it all. Lacking that, I asked Bill if he would launch an argument for the others to answer. A month or so later, Andrea Lepcio ’79, who was in town and present at one of the magazine meetings, jumped in. Behold, the search for the inclusive circle. ~ Donna Gold
Bill Carpenter begins... In our early years, 1973 or ’74, I attended a college conference in Washington, D.C. Each school was assigned to a peer group, and, since COA was brand new and absolutely unique, I worried that I’d be the only one in my room. When I got there, however, every chair was occupied—by priests and nuns! I was the only one without a habit or clerical collar. I was only startled for a moment, then I realized the organizers’ wisdom. They recognized that human ecology was already a contender in the search for a new “grand narrative” that would unify and validate our existence. The old religious narratives were unable to integrate progress, and the old political narratives of the Cold War were expiring in each other’s death grip. Human ecology was a small voice from a remote place, but it offered an integration of spirit, art and science, and it had come at the right time. Back on campus, at an Academic Policy meeting, we were visualizing human ecology and someone drew a circle on the board, another stood up and drew an intersecting oval, then another, faculty and students alternating, and finally Roc Caivano leapt to the board and drew the ultimate circle around all the intersecting shapes to complete the
Illustrated by Ariel Springfield ’06.
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each other by their separate “discourses.” At COA, picture: Art and science, creativity and evolution; our intersecting-circle orgies rapidly fell off. humans and non-humans, self, society and nature. Resource areas divided faculty energies. Teachers Boundaries, limitations and differences had no met separately. Traditionally distant roles of pupil place in our vision of a whole person encounterand professor were reestablished in the name of ing the wholeness of the world. No departments, “appropriateness.” no faculty hierarchies, scarcely a distinction The same process of breakdown and fragmentbetween the roles of student and teacher as we set ation was striking the outside world. In Eastern about constructing the new discipline. Europe and Russia, a century of Marxist effort to Our mentors and heroes were the large-scale, unite differing peoples through workers’ liberafreewheeling, modernist thinkers who had pionetion disintegrated into a Babel of competing ered the synthesis of humanism and natural sciand hostile ethnic states. At home, on other camence. Alfred North Whitehead and Carl Jung were puses, the doctrine of irreducible differences on the list, along with Lewis Thomas, Ian McHarg, raised new unbridgeable boundaries of gender, Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, Loren Eiseley, Rachel race, and class. Postmodern “critiques of science” Carson, Rene Dubos, Suzanne Langer and Joseph stifled cooperation between the Campbell. Moreover, we closed “... ROC Caivano leapt to the aesthetic and the empirical. The the ivory-tower gap between elegant and encompassing theory thought and action. Human board and drew the ultimate of natural selection was reduced ecology would be applied in real circle around all the interto a bourgeois, male Caucasian time to change the course of a fantasy, as if every class and ethnic divided society and a damaged secting shapes to complete group should have its own, environment—starting on our the picture: Art and science, equally valid version of the origins own campus, where the equities of life. Academic departments of natural ecology justified a parcreativity and evolution; became gated communities with ticipatory campus democracy humans and non-humans, their own passwords, signs and unheard of at other colleges. self, society and nature. languages. Disciplines such as litStudents and teachers at estaberature became priesthoods lished universities dropped Boundaries, limitations and indoctrinating students into everything to come to Bar differences had no place in opaque and specialized jargon, as Harbor and participate in buildif you couldn’t understand Oliver ing a fresh, radical synthesis that our vision of a whole person Twist without knowing dialogics reunited thought, value and encountering the wholeness or heteroglossia. action. Luckily, the non-departmental, Human ecology had set about of the world.” ordinary-language origins of building a grand narrative that ~ Bill Carpenter human ecology have resisted the would synthesize the “two extremes of postmodernism while cultures” of science and aeskeeping the best of it. The “local narratives” that thetics into a comprehensive world view that Lyotard approves of are alive and well at COA. grounded human effort and Women’s studies and Native American literature existence in the natural world. In mainstream ensure that the mainstream is not the only stream. academia,¸ however, the trend was opposite. The “critique of science” has brought social theoJean-Francois Lyotard’s Postmodern Condition, ry and empiricism into dialogue. We’ve learned published in 1980, proclaimed that “the grand narfrom postmodernism the importance of the marratives are dead.” In the postmodern condition, ginal and a skepticism of mere dominance posing “irreducible differences” of gender, class and race as the truth. prevented the search for human universals, not to That does not mean, however, that we should mention human ecology’s grand hope to unite our accept the cynical, medieval and fatalistic thesis cause with the other species. The world broke into that humans are permanently separated by the locked subgroups barred from comprehending 40 | COA
differences of birth. It is the optimism of human ecology that differences will be overcome in the common project, including the solecism that human beings are somehow different from our fellow species and exempt from the laws of nature. It would be easy for COA to follow other universities on the road to the localism, relativism and multiculturalism that characterize the postmodern condition. Postmodernism was the right accompaniment for the disintegration of Cold War dialectics, the ethnicities and localisms of the late twentieth century. But now we have turned the corner of another century, the 757s of Jihad have challenged the towers of globalization, the religious right has captured a presidential election, and the world has again become a theater of grand narratives. To understand and participate, human ecology must rediscover the “big picture,” as it says on the course evaluations. Not that we want to encourage France-bashing, but it’s time to put Lyotard aside and resume work on human ecology as a new grand narrative that will allow humans to see their commonality again. Otherwise the subgroup narratives will go on destroying each other into the new millennium. We need to work out a universalizing discourse that will reassert complete human interdependence linked with the demands of our material co-existence on this planet. The new technologies have given us the illusion that humans can transcend the limits of nature. Stem cells and cloning, plastic surgery, Viagra, liposuction, extreme makeover, steroids and Botox—it suddenly looks like we can buy our way out of natural selection and live as “cyborgs” in a nature of our own. OK, let’s go to Botox Night, but in the morning let’s remember that bodily decay and death are among the highest order of universals that bind us to one another and to the earth. The greatest gift of this century to COA is the presence of students from all over the globe. They will be indispensable in assuring that the new human ecology will be culturally and philosophically inclusive. Once it might have been possible for a Harvard-educated Boston Brahmin suburbanite to find the truth all by himself, looking beneath the surface of Walden Pond; but the world is more complex now and teamwork is
needed. As human ecologists we should remember the importance of gathering in a single room so we will all be there when someone leaps up, Roc-like, to draw a big circle around everything. We will have to get unsophisticated and deprofessionalized, find our childish naivete, our amateur spirit, our capacity for belief, and rededicate ourselves to the uncool commonalities that make us one.
Andrea Lepcio ’79 replies... Bill’s question of the grand narrative arrived in my mailbox just in time. The Republicans were coming to town—talk about storytelling. They spent a week making pretend they were our saviors while pushing New Yorkers out of the way, buzzing us with aircraft reminiscent of the days around 9/11, and otherwise disrupting the flow of commerce and art. The citizens responded with an abundance of protests and happenings. In search of New Yorkers’ stories, some friends and I conducted random interviews throughout the city in the month leading up to the convention. Inspired by Martin Luther’s posting of ninety-five theses five hundred years ago, we sought to exhibit the concerns of ninety-five New Yorkers (www.95voices.org). My favorite interview was Keith, who asked of the terrorists: “What do they need?” Need, after all, is the beginning of every story. All narratives—grand or humble—have authors. As the election demonstrated, who is telling the story matters. What is being told and not told matters. Any story can embrace or isolate, delude or liberate, depending on the writer’s objective. In the fall of 1976, my first year at COA, a magical gathering occurred in Susie Lerner’s Women in Nature class. I’m missing a few names, but Cathy Ramsdell ’78 and Loie Hayes ’79 were there along with visiting students Teri Goldberg and Jennifer West. John O. Biderman ’77 was the sole man. Beauties all, glistening with wonder and hope, we came together ripe for questioning and discovering. We read Kate Chopin, Virginia Woolf, Charlotte Perkins Gilman and Gail Sheehy (now an acquaintance in New York). We responded COA | 41
my students are highly motivated. Ranging in age from our guts, our hearts, our loins, writing poetfrom their late teens to their forties, most of them ry, songs, essays or mere snippets of thoughts— have experienced disruptions and turmoil in the which in my case, Susie reminds me, were deliverpast and still face significant obstacles in the presed on odd scraps of paper. Ah, youth. ent. My students include women who graduated Just recently, John and I emailed some middlefrom high school despite getting pregnant and aged reflections on life, relationships, disappointwho must study around an active toddler; former ments and joys. He called me brave for coming drug dealers and gang bangers who still live in out that fall. In fact, I didn’t have a choice. More close proximity to their past associates; and immithan I understood at the time, it was the equivagrants, some of whom find our streets and citizens lent of confessing I have curly hair. Yet, he is calm in comparison to their countries, who must correct, unfortunately, that it required bravery acclimate to new environs and language. to admit that I was different both from what I Just as Bill acknowledges that students from was raised to be and from the socially-accepted around the globe are the greatest gift to COA, I norm. I had to go through a process beginning would argue that these students of with meeting other gay men and mine would equally be a gift if lesbians; becoming politically “I seek to find the commonCOA could come up with the aware of the feminist and gay alities and embrace the resources it needs to bring them liberation movements; and differences in all of our in. To me, they are the future. They exploring sexual identity and are the ones that will keep me safe behavior both intellectually and, stories. I, too, long for the or, if ignored, put me in danger. I as I matured, physically. While I day when someone leaps approach each new group with remembered distinctly the way the same idea: Any one of them, in my best friend in high school’s up to draw a big circle twenty or more years, could be hair flowed when she shook her around everything, and president, or, if foreign-born, a head, my self-control kept that member of the Cabinet. I am image from oozing into desire. truly includes us all.” teaching them the English they That fall, though, permission was ~ Andrea Lepcio ’79 will need not only to succeed in in the air and my mind finally let their chosen profession, but to the rest of me go. There was a make the world they see fit. I am teaching them girl, see (there’s always a girl), and finally the time how to speak and write while at the same time celwas right. Sometime later, November or so, I was ebrating the brilliance of their native tongues, sitting writing in my journal in the lounge—or whether hip hop, Latin or otherwise inflected. I whatever we called it—and suddenly I knew, deep tell them they, and the artists they gravitate to, are down, that I was a lesbian. It was no longer an idea, making up words as needed in the same way that it was my reality. Shakespeare and poets of every era must to tell I must, therefore, take exception to Bill’s categotheir truth. Speaking of heteroglossia—which I rization: “The world broke into locked subgroups had to look up—one of my students said, “We’re barred from comprehending each other by their teaching you our English.” separate ‘discourses’.” I appreciate his later clariWhen I am in the classroom, I seek to actively fication: “We’ve learned from postmodernism the make room for my students’ stories just as Susie importance of the marginal and a skepticism of did for me in those early days. I embrace Bill’s mere dominance posing as the truth.” Again, I notion that “differences of birth” ought not keep didn’t learn this from postmodernism, I learned it us apart. I agree that those wishing to destroy the from the dialectic that is the daily reality of anyone other have committed some of the worst crimes who is different from the majority. of history. Living together denying difference is One of the great joys of living in New York City equally destructive. My training as a human ecolois the lack of majority. We are all others, as well as gist taught me to recognize difference not as New Yorkers. I teach English at Katherine Gibbs, a unbridgeable, but as distinct, valid, beautiful, career-oriented associate degree college where 42 | COA
powerful and life affirming. I seek to find the commonalities and embrace the differences in all of our stories. I, too, long for the day when someone leaps up to draw a big circle around everything, and truly includes us all.
Dave Camp chicken dances in... “Things are more like they are now than they ever were before.” ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower There’s trouble afoot amongst that cadre of academics, educators, students, and other cultural critics of sorts who rely on the analytical framework of human ecology to investigate the normative and regulatory fictions that underpin, indeed affirm, material practices. The trouble came hunch-squealing out of the bowels of mid-Maine where a god of sharkskin britches and a troublemaker to boot—a jealous god, don’t you know, who suffers no false god before him—emerged from the erebosian buffer between event and discourse to dance the chicken-twist across the pages of three books of poetry, two novels and various and sundry essays, columns, blurbs, and compositions—including his latest, “Human Ecology: The Grandest Narrative?” To say “Bill did it,” then, is an obvious conceit (he’s been blamed for a lot of stuff)! But what exactly has Bill done that’s causing so much trouble? For that we need a history lesson, of sorts. I want to discuss a couple of things more or less together: first, in response to being frequently labeled a postmodernist—a label I admit I’ve occasionally applied to myself and sometimes even take seriously—some old questions raised by the nagging currency of “narratives,” both meta- and grand; second, some aspects that historically situate postmodernism and suggest new possible directions for its use; third, some professional concerns related to the above matters and having to do with nihilism, negation, human ecology, and how to live not as an object of history but as a subject of history.
Despite the freewheeling modernist thinkers who pioneered the synthesis of humanism and natural science, modernism has never been simply an intellectual movement aimed at reuniting thought, value and action. The modern project was predicated on the central premise that knowing autonomous subjects arrived at truth by establishing a direct correspondence between the external objective world and epistemological judgments. To my mind, such a thing is impossible. We simply have no access to something called reality apart from our own linguistic and conceptual constructions. The self-assured realism of modernism, with its accompanying grand narratives and notions of truth, ignores the fact that we have no access to reality apart from the way in which we represent that reality in language and discourse. Of course, another way to say this is that it is only in terms of some worldview that we experience the world. Life is perspectival in character and everyone, I hope, recognizes that access to the world is mediated by our varying perspectives; the way we see the world invariably shapes our epistemological judgments. Worldviews, however, come and go. They are, after all, human constructs, as Bill demonstrates when he offers up human ecology as the new contender for an overarching, guiding and directing vision of life that allows for the encountering of the wholeness of the world. Worldviews are nothing more than received cultural assumptions about the way the world is supposed to work—ideological constructs perceived as natural facts. Or are they? Not only are worldviews human constructs; they are more particularly social constructs. Inevitably, this means that they are always someone’s or some group’s construction of the way the world is supposed to work. And once we grant the epistemological point that we relate to the world, know it, make a home in it and order it according to our particular and historically conditioned social constructions, then we need toask, Whose social constructions? Perhaps as Bill suggests, we have cast off the ghosts of Brahmins past, but women’s studies, Native American literature, the “critique of science,” and a smattering of diversity across the student body doesn’t change the answer to that question. It is still a privileged, COA | 43
we accept this possibility—that the world may be largely white, completely Western construction— nothing—do we prepare the ground for new acts the progress myth wrapped up in human ecology of creation. Damn the (S)tate, damn god, damn trappings and no more capable today of demoncapitalism and the home and the family and all strable epistemological success than it ever was. those other things that are not natural facts but Moreover, positing human ecology as the grandideological constructs: things that real people— est narrative is nothing less than the typically you and me—have made and therefore can Western desire to, as Jane Flax argues, “master the change. The world is the way it is because we have world once and for all by enclosing it within an made it that way. And because we have made it, we illusory but absolute system” that dissolves the can change it. This of course is the great lesson of complex heterogeneity of the world into a totalMarx. But don’t look to another meta-narrative of izing vision of commonality. No thank you! truth to provide transcendent justification for Totalizing visions have given us about as much such an act—just live your lives every day as if terror as we can take. you’re engaged in an insurrection; live your lives What are the consequences for us when we as if something actually depends on your actions. come to repeat or represent our mantras as objects of a truthful narrative? “The self-assured realism Well, for one thing a human ecology whose claim to legitof modernism, with its imacy is founded on the possibilaccompanying grand ity of representing true dramas Rich Borden sums it up: and believing in them runs the narratives and notions of It is fitting that Bill grounds his risk of becoming nothing more truth, ignores the fact that reflections on human ecology than a spontaneous simulator of we have no access to reality with a story from a faculty discusthe very relations of power and sion. In the early years, there was desire and authority it seeks to apart from . . . our own a lot of debate about the college’s change. How long will it be linguistic and conceptual mission. There needed to be. before we feel compelled to COA was a brand-new institution mimic the very things we seek constructions. It is only in delivering an untested challenge so desperately to change? Moreterms of some worldview that to higher education. The mandate over, now that we are aware of a was to invent an entirely new human ecology worldview as a we experience the world.” philosophy—not only to guide worldview, of its particularity, ~ Dave Camp interdisciplinary education, but subjectivity and limitations, of its to embrace all of life. As Roc socially constructed character, Caivano’s “ultimate circle” symbolized, the aim we are left with nothing. An arbitrarily chosen was all-inclusive. The whole of humanity and worldview can scarcely function as a worldview nature lay within the orbit of ecology—from the anymore. first spark of life billions of years ago, down to the ailing environments and educational landscapes What’s left? In the words of Johnny Rotten: of the modern world. From there its gaze leveled NO FUTURE . . . NO FUTURE unflinchingly to the future. For it was the future of NO FUTURE FOR YOU the world that posed the most urgent of all probNO FUTURE FOR ME lems. Philosophical discussions in those days were I know that’s glum, but if the postmodern turn often led by Dick Davis and Dan Kane. Dick was leads to nihilism (as many of its critics claim), then COA’s first philosopher. At about the time that Ed perhaps that self-consuming impulse will make it Kaelber stepped down as the college’s founding self-evident that the world is not as it seems, that president, Dick was appointed academic vicenothing is true except our conviction that the president. Dan was an environmental lawyer with world we are asked to accept is false. Only when 44 | COA
a multicultural curriculum or absorb the decona background in physics. As undergraduate roomstructionist critique of knowledge. The traditional mates at Yale they shared a passion for Alfred disciplines have given way to even further subNorth Whitehead’s process philosophy. They were divisions. Irreversible splits separate younger and a masterful team who brought speculative metaold-guard faculty over stands on structuralism and physics to life in classes, over lunches, and late post-structuralism, essence versus interpretation, into the night on faculty retreats. At the beginning sameness fighting difference and so on. Noneof the fall term in 1982 Dick died unexpectedly. theless, COA has found a path through this prickThe shock was shared by everyone; it left an enorly labyrinth. Human ecology and postmodernism mous hole in the faculty. have discovered a way not only to co-exist, but to One of COA’s first encounters with “postbe enlarged by the dialog and grow together. modernism” came the following spring during I am reminded of a hand-written explanatory the search for a new philosopher to replace Dick. note by Whitehead himself near the end of his [Bill Carpenter and I were members of that comcareer. A facsimile of the letter is included as a mittee, and I think we both have an indelible preface to The Library of Living Philosophers volmemory of the events.] Some of the applications ume on his life work. “The procame from people whose areas “Now, as in the beginning, gress of philosophy,” he said, of expertise were unfamiliar, so “does not primarily involve reDan served as a consultant to COA upholds the commitactions of agreement or dissent. the committee. He reviewed all ment that everyone will be It essentially consists in the the resumes and gave us his enlargement of thought, whereby thoughts. One bit of advice at the table. Whether this is contradictions and agreements projected a hint of mystery: called a grand narrative or are transformed into partial as“Beware,” he cautioned, “of pects of wider points of view.” trendy French philosophy.” His a great discourse may have There will always be a need to reference was to the blossoming more to do with who is chair think critically, to interpret and renew phenomenon of “deconof that day’s meeting. The interpret theories or institutions struction,” which ironically beor texts. Complexities will inevitcame one of the very issues reason seems to lie in the ably unfold. Contradictions will over which the committee grew robust openness of our arise forever. So, too, will a need increasingly divided. The search to put things back together. Now, stalled and had to be terminated. founding philosophy.” as in the beginning, COA upholds No one was hired. ~ Rich Borden the commitment that everyone Another three years passed will be at the table. Whether this before the position was finally is called a grand narrative or a great discourse may filled. It took John Visvader’s broad-minded phihave more to do with who is chair of that day’s losophy and commitment to human ecology to get meeting. The reason seems to lie in the robust things going again. John helped to relaunch a new openness of our founding philosophy. From the philosophical core for COA from the classical outset, the intent was to eschew orthodoxy, to roots of eastern and western thought to the front remain bigger than any “ism,” and above all to hold edges of postmodern criticism. Many more ideas to the distinctiveness of a genuinely interdiscipliand methodologies—from critical theory, contemnary foundation. The circle is unbroken—now porary feminism and postmodern interpretation— including wider points of view. were added by Karen Waldron, Etta Kralovec, Suzanne Morse, Todd Little-Siebold, Kate Frank and David Camp. These and other faculty have filled out the next generation of inquiry and conRich Borden, Dave Camp and Bill Carpenter are on the tinue its transformation and enrichment. faculty of College of the Atlantic. Andrea Lepcio, ’79 Many institutions have been wracked by is a playwright and teacher living in New York City. attempts to revise the traditional canon, to create COA | 45
SAVING THE BUFFALO SKIN From Peeling the Buffalo We aren’t sure why we do it. We don’t even like the look of it. The space it takes in the closet. But it’s what our mothers taught.
Josie Sigler ’99 recently received a first prize for her poem, “My Mother’s Blood” in Clackamas Literary Review, and has been published in The American Journal of Poetry and The Spoon River Review. She is currently writing, teaching and studying as a Ph.D. candidate at the University of Minnesota.
I try to fold the skin, get neat creases in the hide. I’m at the closet crying, trying to fit the box when you come in tired from working all day and say: just lay it down. But it floats on its own.
FLIGHT DREAMS This morning we’re out on the porch talking the rules & you say Run fast push your arms down in the wind Fuckin’ A you’re flying & I say hold your breath too You look at me your eyes that way you always wanted a woman who got you the sun bleeds all over the roofs of these trailers & I make another pot of coffee bang the screen door just as the little retarded girl rides her bike past I say I heard you and Jeff laughing at her the other day You squint What? Heard you saying she gives head for free You light up a smoke I say she don’t know any better that’s what as you light mine too I didn’t mean nothing by it for Christ’s sake you say & I remember this story about Icarus in a flat spin out to sea trying to escape a prison he flew too close to the sun the wax wings his daddy made him melted You would say God, if only he turned his palms a bit just like I woulda done in his case If only they made the wings outta something stronger but maybe I think he did it on purpose I shake my head he ain’t even real but the girl is & her bike ain’t a fucking dream I say That’s her life you’re talking about She can’t be more than thirteen & you say Shit it was just a joke Give me a break I stand up That girl don’t know the first thing about flying & here you are factory man who can lift things so heavy You hate faggots so I say Telling me there’s somebody here who don’t take it in the mouth for free? For a little love? You always wanted a pocket knife too & you finally got one heavy & metal so we still believe in it though it’s been lost for weeks & I say God, if only you’da held your breath we ain’t got the same rules
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And they avoid that table during yard sales, pass over it for landscape paintings and old spice racks in which the spices waited so long they lost their pungency. No one wants the object of your shame. Trying to comfort us, our buffalos straggle ahead to the table to pour the milk. Thirsty, we take what we get. If buffalo blood coats the entire country of linoleum, we come with our mops. That’s life, we say. We smile a little nervous while we smear the floor clean; what’ll the neighbors think? They wave from their small yards and the man comes to chat weather. After he leaves you say: What’s that dreadful thing he carries all the time like a child’s blanket? You shake your head, A grown man, too.
YOUR KIND From Away from Here At an old friend’s apartment, Grand Island, Nebraska, I sleep in the room of the sixteen-year-old daughter whose books are all stolen from public libraries and schools. Her family moves a lot and roads open a young body: nipples bud in their halter, woman-hips swell in faded jeans. She rolls her eyes, tells me she has a dirty mind, she wants to touch the boys she sees. Her mother slips meds under her tongue and she swallows as if nursing— She doesn’t remember what made her this way. Smoke creeps under the door of her small bedroom from the living room where the grownups play as she sleeps on the couch because I am in her bed, reading her books, charting her course by the wide black stamps: Boston, Cleveland, Omaha, weeping. I sit before the opened window, my hands out; the first snow touches my wrists— I don’t know what happened to me, either. A whole year I could not bear, A whole decade, even, but it’s almost November: time of the shut-ins. This girl and I, we’re almost like everyone else, now, remembering the old stories: I walked with her once on a wooded path; in the hush of trees her voice came: “Today I feel very kind inside.” Her cheeks flushed when she said that; I should have known then— In my own collection I cannot tell you how many cities, how many towns a mother tossing things in boxes, the noise, the police at a door you’re forbidden to answer so you never forget something on the outside pushing and something on the inside wrong— but it’s all you’ve got. You still feel a strange hope as the old station wagon pulls out. Maybe the road itself will take you safe away or even back again but you’ve aged twenty years at this window tonight. You’ve conjured a world where everyone’s a saint who’d never hurt you or a demon who would—Your shoulders are cold, your stories untrue. But tomorrow you’ll make your way to Rapid City in a snow storm. You’re looking for the Badlands, for the lover who waits to unbraid your spine one heavy notch at a time— you’re seeking salvation, selfish, you know, but you’re in the car: shut-in, breathless, your kind, that girl. You imagine there’s nothing but road, nothing but a twice-stolen Steinbeck whose pages whisper against your clenched thigh when you shift gears. You speed like you could drive her away from here.
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Sarah Bolduc-Ignasiak ’03 had a daughter, Peregrine Abbie Bolduc-Ignasiak, on February 18, 2004. She also adopted Autumn Lynn Bolduc-Ignasiak on January 5, 2004. Judy Books ’98 writes, “I have just completed nearly two years working at a residential YMCA Camp near Port Jervis, New York. In that position, I taught mostly fifth and sixth graders such subjects as aquatic and forest ecology, wildlife studies and other environmental topics. This summer I am working as a seasonal naturalist at a nature center in New Jersey. I am thinking of becoming a Montessori teacher in the future.” Jessica Bradshaw ’03 is working for Project Vote Smart, a non-profit voter research organization based in Philipsburg, Montana. Sherman Burson ’83 writes, “I am living in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, working as an acoustic ecologist for Grand Teton and Yellowstone national parks. Quite different from Alaska.” Becky Buyers-Basso ’81 writes, “After devoting a year to a creative writing project, I am now working as a reporter for the Mount Desert Islander, a weekly newspaper started three years ago by its sister paper, the Ellsworth American. I cover Bar Harbor politics, police, spot news and write the occasional art or music review. I love my new job. It’s social, communityoriented, fast-paced and I get paid to take pictures! In my spare time, I am making revisions to my novel. The working title is Rootbound.” Becky’s husband, Skip Buyers-Basso ’83 works at a family-owned hardware business and their daughter, Marisa, is a first year student at Bucknell University where she is studying engineering. Geneva Chase ’93 writes, “In May, I received my master’s degree in ecology and environmental sciences from the University of Maine in Orono. I am also recently engaged to be married to Kevin Langley, who also works at Acadia National Park. We are planning a June 2005 wedding!” Emily Clark ’03 writes, “I have opened a restaurant and a pub/pool hall with my uncle in downtown Madison, Wisconsin. The menu will feature seasonal, organic produce from local farmers. Our grand opening was November 14, 2004. My son, Hayden Blue, was born on July 21, 2004 at the Madison Birth Center. We live in Fitchburg, a suburb of Madison.” Jill Cowie-Haskell ’83 was accepted into the Master of Divinity program at the Andover Newton Theological School in Newton, Massachusetts. She began course work in January 2004 on a part-time basis. Jill also served as the chair of the Housing Partnership Committee for the town of Marshfield. She was successful in getting the town to approve affordable housing land and funding a position to implement the plan. Patti D’Angelo ’92 married Jim Juachon in September in California. She practices Chinese acupressure and massage therapy in Berkeley, California. Libby Dean ’89 writes, “I am getting a master’s from Dalhousie University in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada in 2005 at the School for Resource and Environmental Studies. My thesis is on communicating about environmental contaminants (like POPs and PCBs) in traditional wild food in an Inuit community in Labrador. I welcome visitors to Halifax until at least April 2005!” You can write her at: email@example.com. Ardrianna French ’02 writes, “Hello! I’m now working as a park guide for the National Park Service at Pecos National Historical Park in Pecos, New Mexico. I recently transferred from a permanent position with the Forest Service to a permanent position with the National Park Service. My fiancé, Shawn McLane, lives with me and our two cats in Santa Fe.”
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Allison Garoza ’03 writes, “This photo is of my friend Allison and me after we finished the Muddy Buddy Race Chicago. Despite any misgivings you may have, crawling through a fifty-foot-wide mud pit actually feels quite pleasant. The race is a two-person, one-bike team, six-mile relay race involving running, biking, conquering obstacles and crawling through a mud pit on your stomach to reach the finish line, naturally. It’s basically leap-frogging. I biked and did the first obstacle (monkey bars), left the bike and started running. Allison ran to the monkey bars then got the bike and then we switched at the wall, cargo net, and giant slide. The mud felt so nice (I highly recommend it) and cool on that 90 degree day, I could have stayed there all day . . . but I didn’t.” Andrea (Jacobsen) Griffin ’94 married Arthur Griffin on June 5, 2004, in Hancock, Maine. About two years ago she started her own graphic design company, Efi L Design (created from her son Leif’s name). Leif is now fourteen years old and just entered Ellsworth High School. He continues to excel in academics, athletics, music and extra-curricular activities. She and her family reside in Ellsworth, Maine. Mary (Nelson) Griffin ’97 is living in Corning, New York. She is currently working as a dietitian in an HIV clinic that serves the southern tier of New York State. In June 2004, she married Matt Griffin, her grad school sweetheart. Mary is happy to hear from anyone from COA and can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. Nikki Grimes ’96 has recently been promoted to senior strategic analyst in the development office at Dartmouth College. In January, she will begin work on a second master’s degree through the Master of Arts in Liberal Studies program at Dartmouth. She writes, "The MALS is an interdisciplinary, issues-driven program and will allow me to focus my studies on my deepest interests. Working in fundraising, I have become increasingly interested in giving opportunities and programs that benefit women, minorities and children in the areas of poverty, education and healthcare. I am also interested in the spiritual and religious nature of giving, the economics of philanthropy and the impact of class and social structure on giving and inclination." Tanya Higgins ’00 is beginning a graduate program in Environmental Planning at the University of California, Berkeley this fall. Sarah Hubert Ricker ’01 writes, “My husband Sam and I have a wonderful nineteen-month old. George was born on October 6, 2002. I am teaching now at the Pray Street School in Gardiner, Maine.” Pam Humphreys ’01 writes, “I have been working for the Key Program, which is contracted by the Department of Children, Youth and Families in Rhode Island. The program provides services for youth and their families. My official title is Outreach and Tracking Caseworker. Among my clients’ issues are truancy, probation, neglect, abuse, mental health problems and everything in between. I have been in this position since March 2002.”
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Travis Hussey ’00 writes, “What a trip to be back at the college after four years of temporary environmental monitoring and education work! I’m the new coordinator for the Union River Watershed Coalition, a public outreach group formed through the Center for Applied Human Ecology. One thing I’ve learned is that there’s more to a job than its title. I’ve been swamped with work since I started in September! Come visit me in the Davis Center when you’re on campus!” Joe ’01 and Jill Kiernan, ’99 welcomed Avery Kiernan into their family November 2003. They are currently living in Pittsfield, Massachusetts. Caroline Leonard ’01 writes, “My husband and I are now living on Vinalhaven, an island in Maine of 1,300 year-round residents. I spend my time raising our boys. Field is now six and Addison was born on the island last summer.” Jeffrey Miller ’92 has been selected for the “Adventure Cycling” board, based in Missoula, Montana. He continues working in Augusta for the Bicycle Coalition of Maine. Heather Martin-Zboray ’93 seen here with (from left to right), US Congressman Mike Michaud, State Representative Hannah Pingree, Governor John Baldacci and State Senator Dennis Damon, has been named Coordinator for the Hancock County Democratic Headquarters. Diana Papini ’92 writes, “Aloha from Maui. I am developing a mobile science and technology lab to support K–12 schools on Maui. See www.digitalbus.org.” Melissa Rea ’00 and Matt Carroll ’99 are engaged to be married in May at COA. Matt just finished his second year working as a smokejumper based out of McCall, Idaho. Melissa is in her first year of veterinary school at Washington State University. Jennifer Rock ’93 writes, “I am still pursuing a career in environmental physiology and evolutionary biology but recently returned seriously to an old COA passion of combining art and biology and am now showing (and even selling!) etchings and other prints of Welsh natural history.” Meg Scheid ’85 writes, “Hello Friends! Still guiding tours in Yarmouth, Nova Scotia in the summer and working for St. Croix International Historic Site by winter. Visit our company’s website at www.novascotiatours.com.” Mark Simonds ’81 writes, “I am currently the chairman of the town of York, Maine, Open Space Committee. With increasing development in southern Maine, protecting valuable natural resources is a challenge. In my own backyard a new development is planned where deer, bear and wild turkey currently roam freely.” Stacy Smith ’92 married Gregory D. Jardine at home in Wisconsin on August 21, 2004. They are living in Orienta, Wisconsin. Amy Toensing ’93 recently had work published in the August 2004 issue of National Geographic entitled: “Wild on the Jersey Shore”.
C O A ~ FA C U LT Y N E W S & N O T E S John Anderson was a guest lecturer at the University of North Wales last October, speaking on “The Mote in a Petrel’s Eye: Micro-environmental Sensing in Ecology,” focusing on his work on Great Duck Island. He also presented his micro-environmental work at the American Ornithologists’ Union meetings in Quebec last August. Also presenting at that meeting was graduate student Sarah Boucher.
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Nancy Andrews received a $15,000 grant from LEF Foundation to support production of The Haunted Camera, the third film in her trilogy featuring the character Ima Plume. The first two films, Monkeys and Lumps (2003) and The Dreamless Sleep (2004), were screened at New York’s Museum of Modern Art in December, one month after the museum reopened. Monkeys and Lumps (narrated by Elmer Beal with music by John Cooper) was chosen for the Ann Arbor Film Festival in March. Both were shown at Gates in May. Last November, Rich Borden, Ken Cline and Isabel Mancinelli gave an hour-long presentation at the annual meeting of the Department of Education’s Fund for the Improvement of Post-Secondary Education (FIPSE) in Washington, D.C. The symposium, “A River Runs Through It: College-Community Collaboration on Watershed-based Regional Planning and Education,” presented a model of applied human ecology ongoing in the community. On October 14, Bill Carpenter was one of six poets invited to read at a gala celebration for Claiborne Pell at the Pell Center in Newport, Rhode Island. The gala commemorated the publication of The Breath of Parted Lips: Poetry from the Frost Place and the work of Senator Claiborne Pell, founder of the National Endowment for the Arts (which funded the anthology). In addition to doing readings around Maine from his novel, The Wooden Nickel, and for the recently-issued collection, Maine Poets Anthology, Carpenter was a visiting artist at Searsport District High School last May and in July chaired the “Film and Fiction” panel at the Maine Film Festival in Waterville. Ken Cline has joined the board of the Frenchman Bay Conservancy, an organization promoting the conservation of the Frenchman Bay watershed. Dru Colbert, an adjunct faculty member since 1999, is now a full-time, continuing faculty member teaching 3-D, graphic arts, interpretive design and visual communication. In addition to developing several new artworks, she is currently working with curators and educators at the Maine State Museum in Augusta to plan a major exhibition on Maine home life, coupled with public programming and a Maine Public Broadcast series. The project, scheduled for 2007, is tentatively called “At Home in Maine.” John Cooper and the Maine Saxophone Quartet premiered “Variations on a Noble Theme,” for Phil Geylin, to a standing ovation at Gates in August. In October, he judged the Maine All State Jazz Auditions and appeared live on Rich Tozier’s Jazz Show on Maine Public Radio with the Pat Michaud Jazz Orchestra. In November, he was a guest artist at Hampden Academy and in January, he conducted the Maine All State High School Jazz Combo. In August 2003, Gray Cox served as co-clerk at the Quaker Consultation on Economics and Ecology of Pendle Hill, Pennsylvania and at a follow-up conference establishing a Quaker think tank in Bar Harbor. At the Santa Fe Institute’s Complex Systems Summer School in Qingdao, China, in July, Dave Feldman gave a series of five lectures called, “Some Foundations in Complex Systems: Tools and Concepts.” Some sixty graduate students were at this interdisciplinary summer school, half from China. While many were in the sciences, there were a handful in sociology, political science and philosophy of science. In October, Feldman was invited to speak on “The Complexity of Simple Periodic Sequences: The Unpredictability of Synchronizing to Periodic Pattern” at the Colby College Physics Colloquium. Ken Hill presented the paper “Early Giftedness and its Relation to Future Promise” at the Center for Talented Youth of Johns Hopkins University. With Bonnie Tai, he developed “From Cell to System,” a pilot professional development program for inquiry-based environmental and life science education in regional K–12 public schools, funded by the Carnegie Corporation of New York. Saer Huston ’02 is the coordinator for this two-year project. Faculty member Helen Hess and adjunct faculty member Scott Swann ’86, M.Phil. ’93 led two multi-day workshops for K–8 teachers last summer.
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Anne Kozak received a second place award last fall from the Maine Press Association for her investigative article in the Mount Desert Islander on the Maine statewide 511 information system. Suzanne Morse was named the Elizabeth Battles Newlin Professor of Botany at COA. In April 2003, faculty member Chris Petersen and students Yaniv Brandvain ’04, Santiago Salinas ’05 and Nina Therkildsen ’05 attended the Benthic Ecology Meeting in Mobile, Alabama. Petersen spoke on reproduction in temperate rocky shore fishes while Brandvain and Salinas presented a poster on their work on mummichog reproductive biology in Northeast Creek. The students offered a similar poster at the 2004 Maine Biological and Medical Sciences Symposium at Mount Desert Island Biology Laboratory in May. In January 2005, Peterson gave a talk on his work on simultaneously hermaphroditic fishes at the Society for Comparative and Integrative Biology meeting in San Diego. Salinas also attended the meeting and gave a talk on his work with Petersen on salt marsh fishes. Among other activities, in 2004 new faculty member Nishanta Rajakaruna ’94 gave talks at the California Botanical Society Lecture Series at the University of California, Berkeley, and at Keene State College in New Hampshire and offered a year-long course called “Botanical Hikes: Trees in the Four Seasons” to the Downeast Senior College of Ellsworth, Maine. An article in the May 22 National Journal, “Issues & Answers: Profiles of more than 100 people whose ideas will help shape the debates over 10 important issues of the day,” featured Doreen Stabinsky for her work opposing genetically modified foods. A part-time COA faculty member and part-time campaigner for Greenpeace International, Stabinsky gave an invited presentation to the Pontifical Academy of Justice and Peace at the Vatican in November 2003. In February 2004, she headed a Greenpeace International delegation to the First Meeting of the Parties to the Cartagena Protocol on Biosafety in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Last October, she presented before the Consultative Group on International Agricultural Research in Mexico City, Mexico. Academic dean Karen Waldron spent her sabbatical working on a thousandplus page collection of short stories by nineteenth century American women. She is co-editing this volume with Monika Elbert, associate professor of English at Montclair State University. It will be published by Ironweed Press of New York.
COM M U N I T Y N OT E S The Maine Student Conference on Global AIDS, organized by Marcin Matuszek ’07, Maria Lis Baiocchi ’07, Juan Pablo Hoffmaister ’07 and Andres Jennings ’07 brought dozens of Maine college students and others to campus on October 15 and 16. Afterwards, a nursing student from University of Southern Maine wrote, “I have never in my life seen a group of students more dedicated to a cause. The conference not only held strong, it seemed to gain momentum as each event occurred.” Last September, COA and Nokomis High School in Nokomis, Maine, were given a tractor-trailerload of mounts (or prepared animals) from the Smithsonian Institution. Faculty member Steve Ressel and COA students helped unload and store the animals, some of which will be used in classes and at the George B. Dorr Museum of Natural History. Others will be offered on loan to educational institutions around the state. “Oh my God!” gasped Jessica Lach ’07 as she removed a deer specimen, “He is so beautiful! I’ve been looking forward to this for a long while.” Holding a massive hippopotamus skull, Ressel added, “Seeing these animals allows students to understand the immensity of the diversity of mammals. There’s nothing like this in Maine.”
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The Society for Human Ecology held its twelfth meeting in Cozumel, Mexico, in February 2004. The topic was “Tourist, Travel and Transport: A Human Ecological Perspective on Mobility.” Several members of the COA community, and all students in the Yucatan program participated. Faculty member Rich Borden and Janet Redman, former Union River Watershed Coordinator, presented “A River Runs Through It” on the Union River watershed’s collaboration for planning and education. Faculty members Gray Cox and Davis Taylor gave individual papers. Jenn Atkinson ’03 presented her senior project, “If Mahahual were Costa Maya … What would the fisherman do? A human ecological study of the Costa Maya tourism corridor development project.” At the meetings, John Anderson, faculty member and associate dean for advanced studies, was elected first vice president. At the October 2005 meetings in Utah, he will be president. Borden, co-founder of SHE in 1981, is executive director. In 2006, College of the Atlantic will be the site of the XIVth international conference. Faculty member John Cooper performed his “Eleungations for Flute and Piano” on May 19 in Gates, along with students Herman Lueng ’04 on flute and Kate Gilchrest ’06 on piano. The concert also included pieces performed by violinist Eli Martin ’06, pianist Cait Verdier ’08, and singers Alice Wilkinson ’07 and Elisheva Rubin ’07. Working with artist Frances Whitehead of the Art Institute of Chicago, visiting faculty member Tora Johnson M.Phil. ’03 has been helping to turn GIS maps into artworks. The two women met when Whitehead was artist-in-residence at the 2003 LandEscapes Symposium in the Arts at COA. Johnson created maps that Whitehead transformed into a garden design in Chicago’s Lincoln Park. Johnson’s maps of Lake Michigan conform to the 25-by-90-foot flower beds. They detail such data as the temperature in various areas around the lake on a single July day, the discharges into the lake from major tributaries, even the spread of zebra mussels in the lake. Johnson also designed a building-sized map for a collaborative installation with Whitehead and other artists for the 2004 Spoleto Festival in Charleston, South Carolina. The partnership continues involving students from both institutions in a “monster class” focused on yet another GIS sculptural installation at the 2005 Spoleto Festival USA.
CAREER AND INTERNSHIP SERVICES
Alumni: We can help! College of the Atlantic’s Office of Internships and Careers offers internship and job opportunities on the college’s website: www.coa.edu/internships. Feel free to contact Jill BarlowKelley, Director, at email@example.com or 207-288-5015, ext. 236 for these services: • Career Information and Guidance • Graduate School Information • Job Search Skills • Resume Review • Relocation Guidance • Employment Websites • Mentoring of Current Students and Other Alumni
The 2004 Maine Democratic Convention had a healthy contingent from the COA community. Student Anne Czechanski ’06, alums Becky Buyers-Basso ’81, Noreen Hogan ’91, Heather Sisk ’93, Heather ’93 and Michael Martin-Zboray ’95 and faculty members Gray Cox and Bill Carpenter were delegates, while son Daniel Carpenter-Gold launched his political career, serving as page. Rep. Ted Koffman, Director of Government Relations and Summer Programs at COA handily won his third term to the Maine Legislature, representing Southwest Harbor, Cranberry Islands, Bar Harbor, and part of Mount Desert. Student Nikhit D’Sa ’06 is a founder and advisory board member of Ashraya Initiative for Children, a non-profit organization based in India striving to help children. Located in Pune, India, AIC is an international effort started in 2004 by seven college students across the globe. Contact Nikhit at firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com, or visit the website at www.ashrayainitiative.org. Rosemary Seton, a research associate with Allied Whale, was an invited speaker at the First International Whale Conference last September in Rosscarbery, County Cork, Ireland. The conference, “Míol Mór,” or Big Whale, was hosted by the Irish Whale and Dolphin Group, a contributor of humpback tail photos to Allied Whale’s North Atlantic Humpback Whale Catalog. Seton spoke on “Photo-Identification of Humpback and Fin Whales of the North Atlantic” and was asked to stay on for a week of whale research off Ireland’s ruggedly dramatic southwest coast.
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C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT elcome to the first edition of COA and to the 2003–2004 annual report of donors included within. The year had many successes. As you’ve no doubt read, we have contracted to convert all our electricity to wind power, joined Maine’s STEP-UP program and received environmental awards from the Environmental Protection Agency and the World Wildlife Fund. We’ve been noted for our small classes and international students. Our faculty and students have enriched the wider community through efforts ranging from mentoring young musicians to GIS mapping and planning. With the graduation of the first class of United World College students in 2004, the mission of the college is spreading across the globe. But the year also brought some financial reversal, particularly disappointing after the upturns of 2002 and 2003. The shortfall is the result of not increasing enrollment as swiftly as we hoped and not reaching our goal in special contributions toward capacity building. We will not make those mistakes again. Early results for 2005 suggest fine progress. I thank all of you for the generous help you have given us financially and in so many other ways. College of the Atlantic is an extraordinary institution. Its mission is urgent, vital to Maine and to the world. I am certain that its future is bright. Thank you for all you do to help us achieve that future.
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Financial Operations Report
Operating Revenues Tuition and Fees Contributions - annual fund Contributions - restricted Investment and endowment income Government and other grants Student housing and dining Summer programs Museum, Summer Field Studies & Blum Gallery Research and projects Beech Hill Farm Other Sources Total Revenues
$6,219,469 $1,080,295 $1,957,943 $365,744 $632,764 $683,599 $359,671 $75,418 $213,678 $140,366 $71,659 $11,800,606
Operating Expenses Instruction and student activities Library Student housing and dining Summer programs Museum, Summer Field Studies & Blum Gallery Financial aid General and administration Payroll taxes and fringe benefits Development Buildings and grounds Interest Grants, research and projects Beech Hill Farm Total expenditures Excess Revenue (Expense) Transfers and capital expenditures Net operating surplus (loss)
$2,261,529 $223,056 $553,438 $247,140 $220,492 $4,017,959 $1,004,162 $1,123,040 $927,961 $478,681 $91,598 $501,381 $172,201 $11,822,638 ($22,032) ($147,391) ($169,423)
C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT It is with deep gratitude and appreciation that we acknowledge the generosity of our alumni, trustees and friends. This Annual Report recognizes all those who made gifts to College of the Atlantic from July 1, 2003 through June 30, 2004. THE CHAMPLAIN SOCIETY The Champlain Society honors individuals of vision and commitment who contribute $1,500 or more to the college’s Annual Fund. FOUNDER $10,000 + Mr. Edward McC. Blair, Sr. Mrs. Charlotte T. Bordeaux Mrs. Amos Eno Mr. and Mrs. James M. Garnett, Jr. Mr. Samuel M. Hamill, Jr. Claudia Besen and Jay McNally ’84 Mr. and Mrs. John N. Kelly Ms. Casey Mallinckrodt Mr. Roger Milliken Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Milliken Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward Lynn and Willy Osborn Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Pierce Dr. Walter Robinson Mr. and Mrs. Henry D. Sharpe, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Clyde E. Shorey, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. W. P. Stewart PATHFINDER $5,000–$9,999 Jeffrey Bakken and Linda Shaw Mr. and Mrs. Robert M. Bass Ms. Jennifer Bicks Estate of Mrs. Frederic E. Camp Michele and Agnese Cestone Foundation Mr. and Mrs. F. Eugene Dixon, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Charles L. Gagnebin III Mr. Louis Gerald Mrs. Robert H. I. Goddard Mr. and Mrs. John Guth Mr. and Mrs. Edward A. Guthrie, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Habermann Cyrus and Patricia Hagge Hon. and Mrs. Charles A. Heimbold Mr. and Mrs. John L. Kemmerer III Mr. and Mrs. Benjamin R. Neilson Mr. and Mrs. William V. P. Newlin Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton Robinson, Jr. David Rockefeller Fund, Incorporated Dr. and Mrs. Peter H. Sellers Mr. and Mrs. William Wister, Jr./ Margaret Dorrance Strawbridge Foundation
DISCOVERER $2,000–$4,999 Bar Harbor Banking & Trust Co. Mr. and Mrs. Leslie C. Brewer/ ABL Fund of Maine Community Foundation Mr. and Mrs. Louis Cabot Cadillac Mountain Sports Mr. and Mrs. Francis I. G. Coleman Estate of Mrs. Lawrence Cutler Ms. Barbara Danielson Tina and Philip DeNormandie Mr. Larry Duffy Ellen and John Emery First National Bank of Bar Harbor Mr. and Mrs. David H. Fischer Mr. and Mrs. William G. Foulke, Jr. Mrs. Philip Geyelin Rev. James M. Gower Mr. and Mrs. Philip Grantham, Sr. Mr. and Mrs. Horace A. Hildreth, Jr./ Seal Bay Fund of the Maine Community Foundation Mr. and Mrs. Melville Hodder Ms. Sherry F. Huber Barbara and Peter Hunt/ The Point Harbor Fund of the Maine Community Foundation Ned and Sophia Johnston Mr. and Mrs. Peter Loring Mrs. Marcia MacKinnon Mrs. Louis C. Madeira Mr. and Mrs. David Milliken Mr. and Mrs. David E. Moore Mr. and Mrs. G. Marshall Moriarty Mr. and Mrs. I. Wistar Morris III/ The Cumberland Mountain Fund Mr. and Mrs. C. W. Eliot Paine/ The Puffin Fund of Maine Community Foundation Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson E. Peters Mr. Bruce A. Phillips ’78 Mr. James Stewart Polshek Mr. and Mrs. George Putnam Mr. and Mrs. John P. Reeves John and Carol Rivers Nancy Anderson and Richard G. Rockefeller Mr. and Mrs. Samuel J. Rosenfeld Mrs. David Scull Jane Tawney and Samuel Shaw Mr. Winthrop A. Short Mr. Kenneth Simon Mr. and Mrs. Donald B. Straus Mr. and Mrs. Richard Sullivan Mr. and Mrs. Rodman Ward, Jr. Ms. Katherine Weinstock ’81 Mr. John Wilmerding Mr. David J. Witham
EXPLORER $1,500–$1,999 Mary Dohna ’80 and Wells Bacon ’80 Mr. and Mrs. Peter P. Blanchard III Susanna Porter and James Clark, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Gifford Combs Melissa and Frederick Cook Ellie and Wyatt Courtemanche Ms. Sally Crock Mr. and Mrs. Roderick H. Cushman Dead River Company Mr. and Mrs. George H. P. Dwight Mr. and Mrs. James T. Dyke Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Erikson Ms. Deborah Evans ’82 Mrs. Patricia Q. Foley Mr. William G. Foulke, Sr. Mr. Albert Francke Dr. and Mrs. James C. A. Fuchs Mr. and Mrs. Will Gardiner Mr. Edwin N. Geissler Mr. and Mrs. Paul J. Growald Mr. and Mrs. George B. E. Hambleton Mrs. Anne Stroud Hannum Mr. and Mrs. James B. Harrison Mrs. Denholm M. Jacobs Mr. and Mrs. Edward C. Johnson III Susan Lerner and Steven Katona Kenduskeag Foundation Mr. and Mrs. Robert P. Kogod Mr. and Mrs. Keith Kroeger Mr. and Mrs. Anthony A. Lapham Mrs. Francis A. Lewis Mrs. Ronald T. Lyman, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Finlay B. Matheson Mr. Francis H. McAdoo, Jr. Grant and Suzanne McCullagh Jon and Sarah McDaniel ’93 Mr. David E. McGiffert Mrs. Donald G. McLean Mr. Charles E. Merrill, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Gerrish H. Milliken Ms. Emily Neilson Nickerson & O’Day, Incorporated Ms. Sandra Nowicki Amb. and Mrs. Henry Owen Ms. Judith S. Perkins Mrs. Dora L. Richardson Mr. and Mrs. Allan Stone Ms. Caren Sturges Ms. Ellen Reid Thurman Douglas and Priscilla Williams Mr. and Mrs. James M. Wilson
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C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT ALUMNI, BUSINESSES, PARENTS AND FRIENDS Anonymous (2) Ms. Andrea Abrell ’96 Acadia Senior College Dr. and Mrs. Peter T. Adler Ms. Heather M. Albert-Knopp ’99 Ms. Cathy Albright Ms. Judith M. Allen Mr. William W. Allen ’87 Mr. Glenn Alper ’93 Mrs. Diane H. Anderson Mr. J. K. Anderson Ms. Genevieve M. Angle ’00 Mrs. Grace W. Arnold Atwater Kent Foundation, Incorporated Ms. Rosemarie D. Avenia ’86 Awards Signage & Trophies Steven ’83 and Marie Baird ’82 Sarah and David Baker Mary Helen and David Baldwin Bangor Letter Shop Bar Harbor Lobster Bakes Mr. and Mrs. Edward L. Barnes Ms. Alison Belding Mackey ’95 Mrs. Bobbie Belkin Ms. Katherine M. Bell Robin ’80 and Paul Beltramini ’79 Ms. Barbara Simon and Mr. Bruce D. Bender ’76 Mr. and Mrs. William E. Benjamin II Mr. Glen A. Berkowitz ’82 Dr. and Mrs. Gerald Berlin Ms. Carolyn Berzinis Ms. Sarah Beukema ’95 Ms. Janet Biondi ’81 Mr. and Mrs. Francis I. Blair Hon. and Mrs. Robert O. Blake Ms. Courtney Blankenship ’94 Mr. Jerry Bley ’78 Ms. Edith Blomberg Ms. Barbara Boardman ’80 Ms. Ann Bohrer ’95 Rev. Paul J. Boothby ’88 Dylan C. Bosseau ’98 Ms. Joan D. Bossi
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Mr. Dennis Bracale ’88 Ms. Jessica C. Bradshaw ’03 Mr. Eric Brady ’95 Ms. Virginia Brennan Ms. Letitia Brewster ’75 Ms. Teisha Broetzman ’88 Mr. George I. Brown III ’97 Ms. Marion Fuller Brown Ms. Dawn Cherie Brownrout ’93 Ms. Carla Burnham ’84 Mr. Sherman L. Burson III ’83 Mr. and Mrs. Charles P. Burton II Mr. Robert E. Cahill ’84 Roc and Helen Caivano ’80 Ms. Julie Cameron ’78 Mr. Colin Capers ’95 Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Carley ’96 Linda K. and John H. Carman Donna Gold and William Carpenter Ms. Jean E. Cass Mr. and Mrs. Robert W. Cawley Ms. Marcia W. Chapman Villoo and Sohrab Choksey Ms. Cecily G. Clark Mr. and Mrs. P. Hamilton Clark Hannah S. Sistare and Timothy B. Clark Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence H. Clendenin James and Dorothy Clunan Ms. Janis Coates Ms. Pamela Cobb ’83 Mr. and Mrs. Elliot Cohen Mr. Francis Cole ’81 Mr. Timothy Cole ’88 Mr. and Mrs. Douglas L. Coleman Mr. and Mrs. Tristram C. Colket, Jr. Ms. Nicole Comanducci ’95 Alexandra ’77 and Garrett Conover ’78 Ms. Lisa L. Conway ’91 Mr. John Cooper Dick Atlee and Sarah L. Corson Mr. and Mrs. Melville P. Cote
Ms. Judith Cox Jennifer ’93 and Kevin Crandall ’93 Steve and Suzanne Crase Mr. Jared Crawford ’89 Criterion Theatres, Incorporated Ms. Lisa Damtoft ’79 Mr. John Allen Dandy Ms. Melissa Danskin ’94 Ms. Kate Darling ’76 Mr. Adam Dau ’01 Mr. Andy Davis ’97 Stan and Jane Davis Mr. and Mrs. William H. Davis Ms. Libby Dean ’89 Rose and Steve Demers ’80 Mr. George C. Denby Ms. Catherine Devlin ’93 Mrs. John K. Devlin Mr. and Mrs. Ronald S. Diana Mr. Scott Dickerson ’95 Mr. and Mrs. Charles D. Dickey, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. S. Whitney Dickey George and Kelly Dickson M.Phil. ’97 Mr. and Mrs. Francis W. Dinsmore Ms. Angela DiPerri ’01 Ms. Chiara Dolcino ’86 Prof. and Mrs. Arthur A. Dole Mr. Stephen H. Dolley Mr. Millard Dority Ms. Becky Mendenhall Dorwart ’83 Down East Enterprise, Inc. Mr. and Mrs. Michael Downey Ms. Marilyn Downs ’77 Mr. Peter Drachman ’93 Mrs. William H. Drury Ms. Lucinda Nash Dudley Ms. Lisa Dugan ’90 Mr. and Mrs. Frederick Dupree, Jr. Mr. Scott Durkee ’84 Ms. Jeannette Durst ’91 Ms. Diane J. DworkinWagner ’89 Mr. Peter Dyer Mr. and Mrs. William C. Eacho III Mr. Alden Eaton Eaton Vance Management
Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Eder Ms. Stacey J. Eder ’01 Mr. Joseph Edes ’83 Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Ehrlich Mrs. Catherine Elk ’82 Mr. David Emerson ’81 Ms. Carol B. Emmons Dianna and Ben Emory/ The Ocean Ledges Fund of the Maine Community Foundation Jennifer and Thomas Englerth Mrs. Carol B. Stevens Eno Mrs. Bertha E. Erb Ms. Julie A. Erb ’83 Ms. Lynne Wommack Espy ’93 Dr. and Mrs. William E. Evans Sebastian Lousada and Sabra Ewing Mr. Todd Ewing Dr. and Mrs. Arthur Factor Ms. Sally Faulkner ’96 Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Fecho Ms. Joan Feely ’79 Mr. William Fenton Thomas and Carroll Fernald Mr. Thomas W. Fernald, Jr. ’91 Mr. and Mrs. Russell Finn Ms. Cynthia Jordan Fisher ’80 Cynthia and Thomas Fisher ’77 Mr. and Mrs. William M. G. Fletcher Mr. and Mrs. A. Irving Forbes Ms. Arianne Fosdick ’00 Dr. and Mrs. Richard R. Fox Mrs. Ruth B. Fraley Mr. and Mrs. W. West Frazier IV Ms. Susan E. Freed ’80 Mary Jo Brill and Peter Freedman Ms. Ardrianna C. French ’02 Mr. James Frick ’78 Mr. Bruce Friedman ’82 Mr. David Furholmen Dr. and Mrs. Valentin Fuster Mr. Timothy Pierce Gale ’87
C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Mrs. James L. Gamble, Jr. Mrs. Robert Gann Ms. Lucretia Gatchell Mr. and Mrs. Jon Geiger Mr. Kevin Geiger ’88 Ms. Laurie Geiger Ms. Amy George ’98 Ms. Jennifer George ’02 Ms. Susan M. Getze Ms. Anne Giardina Mr. Jacob Peter Giardina ’97 Ms. Valerie Giles ’89 Mr. Jackson Gillman ’78 Mr. and Mrs. Alan Gladstone Ms. Allison K. Gladstone ’00 Dr. and Mrs. Donald J. Glotzer Mr. Paul M. Golas Mrs. Laura Arm Goldstein Jill and Sheldon Goldthwait Mr. and Mrs. John M. Good Mr. and Mrs. Robert M. Goodman Bruce Mazlish and Neva Goodwin Ms. Elizabeth K. Gorer Nina ’78 and Jonathan Gormley ’78 Mrs. Therese Goulet ’78 Mr. and Mrs. John P. Gower Dr. and Mrs. Ralph J. Graff Dr. and Mrs. Joseph L. Grant Graves’ Supermarkets, Inc. Mr. and Mrs. Vernon C. Gray Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Green Ms. Linda Gregory ’89 Ms. Mary K. Griffin ’97 Ms. Nikole Grimes ’96 Mr. Robert S. Gulick Mr. and Mrs. Michael Gumpert Ms. Elizabeth Gwinn ’01 Dr. and Mrs. Joseph H. Hafkenschiel Mr. and Mrs. Theodore J. Hahn Ms. Jane Halbeisen ’86 Mrs. Marie J. Hall Mr. Max R. Hall Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Hallett
Stephen Sternbach and Lisa B. Hammer ’91 Mr. and Mrs. John Michael Hancock Ms. Marilyn Handel Col. and Mrs. George E. Handley, Jr. Mr. Matthew Hare ’84 Mr. Brian A. Harrington Mr. and Mrs. Henry F. Harris Mrs. Nancy G. Harris Mr. and Mrs. Robert Harris Ms. Holly Hartley Mrs. E. Louise Hartwell Ms. Shelagh Harvard ’96 Mr. and Mrs. Larry Hayes Atsuko Watabe ’93 and Bruce Hazam ’92 Ms. Katherine W. Hazard ’76 Ms. Mary Heffernon Mr. and Mrs. Jorgen H. Heidemann Mr. Peter Heller ’85 Mr. Lars Henrikson ’89 Kate Russell Henry and Eric W. Henry Ms. Susan Hester Barbarina ’88 and Aaron Heyerdahl ’87/ Seventh Generation Fund of Maine Community Foundation Ms. Martha Higgins Ms. Tanya L. Higgins ’00 Highbrook Motel Ms. Susan Highley ’86 Ms. Barbara Hilli Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Hinchcliffe Dr. and Mrs. Leonard F. Hirsh, Jr. Dr. and Mrs. John P. Hoche Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Hodges Ms. Jean Hoekwater ’80 Ms. Margaret A. Hoffman ’97 Dr. Kathleen Hogan ’81 Ms. Noreen E. Hogan ’91 Ms. Betsey Holtzmann Homewood Benefits Dr. and Mrs. William Horner Mr. and Mrs. Neil L. Houghton Howe & Company
Mr. and Mrs. Michael W. Huber Ms. Jennifer Hughes Mr. and Mrs. Charles E. Huntington Ms. Evelyn Mae Hurwich ’80 Ms. Anna Hurwitz ’84 Mr. Samuel Hyler Ms. Susan B. Inches ’79 Ms. Nancy Israel ’92 Mr. Orton P. Jackson, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. James P. Jacob Mr. John P. Jacob ’81 Mr. Isaac S. Jacobs ’99 Ms. Jamien Jacobs ’86 Alison and Joplin James ’84 Ms. Marcia L. Jaquith ’88 Ms. Catherine B. Johnson ’74 Ms. Laura Johnson Ms. Leslie L. Jones ’91 Ms. Constance Jordan Jordan-Fernald Mr. and Mrs. H. Lee Judd Ms. Julie Kacergis ’92 Ann Sewall and Edward Kaelber Laura Fisher and Michael B. Kaiser ’85 Mr. and Mrs. William R. Kales Ms. Esther R. Karkal ’83 Mr. and Mrs. Robert Kates Mr. Michael Kattner ’95 Sarah and Shawn Keeley ’00 Dr. James Kellam ’96 Mr. and Mrs. James M. Kellogg Ms. Lynn Kenison-Higgins ’93 Mr. and Mrs. Edward Lee Kennedy Mr. and Mrs. Moorehead Kennedy Dr. Barbara Kent Lorraine Stratis and Carl Ketchum Mr and Mrs Steven Kiel Mr. and Mrs. Kyung Kim Mr. Brice King ’97 Mr. and Mrs. Neil J. King Margee and Bob Kinney Ms. Wendy Knickerbocker The Knowles Associates Ms. Aleda Koehn
Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Koenig Mr. and Mrs. Theodore Koffman Mr. and Mrs. S. Lee Kohrman Ms. Anne M. Kozak Mr. Scott D. Kraus ’77 Ms. Cynthia Krum ’83 Margi and Philip B. Kunhardt III ’77 Dr. Geoff Korn and Dr. Lynda Lane Ms. Carrol Marie Lange ’99 Dr. Barbara Kent Lawrence Ms. Alice Leeds ’76 Mrs. Paulus Leeser Mrs. Susan Shaw Leiter Ms. Caroline Leonard ’01 Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Leonard Ms. Andrea Lepcio ’79 Randy Lessard and Melissa Lessard-York ’90 Hope and Pearl Lewis Ms. Rosalind W. Lewis Ms. Julianna Lichatz ’90 Mr. John R. Lilly Mr. James R. Lindenthal Ms. JoEllen Lindenthal ’87 Mr. John Linnehan Mr. and Mrs. K. Edward Lischick Mr. and Mrs. Carl Little The Little Elf Fund Ms. Abigail Littlefield ’83 Dr. John H. Long, Jr. ’86 Dr. and Mrs. Ralph C. Longsworth Mr. and Mrs. George Lord Mr. and Mrs. William G. Lord II Ms. Keisha C. Luce ’02 Mr.and Mrs. Lewis Lukens Ms. Mayo Lynam The Lynam Real Estate Ms. Blaise Maccarrone ’01 Machias Savings Bank Mr. James MacLeod Mrs. Henry L. Macul Michael Mahan Graphics Meg and Miles Maiden ’86 Maine Community Foundation Ms. Christine Manzey Mr. Robert M. Marshall ’87 Heather ’93 and Michael Martin-Zboray ’95 Ms. Anne C. Martindell
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C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Dr. Robert A. May ’81 Prof. Ernst Mayr Ms. Jennifer Mazer ’93 Ms. Lynda McCann-Olson ’82 Ms. Elizabeth J. McCormack Ms. Karen McDonald Mr. William B. McDowell ’80 Mr. and Mrs. Clement E. McGillicuddy Mr. and Mrs. J. R. McGregor Mr. Ian Scott McIsaac ’76 SFC Lenorah McKee Mr. Donald K. McNeil Mr. Clifton McPherson III ’84 Ms. Carol A. Mead ’93 Mr. and Mrs. Robert J. Meade Ms. Kaye Lynn Meggitt ’99 Mrs. Jean P. Messex Mr. Jeffrey Miller ’92 Mr. and Mrs. Keith Miller Mira Monte Inn and Suites Sen. and Mrs. George J. Mitchell Mr. Frank Mocejunas Mr. Peter W. Moon ’90 Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Morgenstern Mrs. Lorraine B. Morong Mr. Justin Nathaniel Mortensen ’01 Dr. Frank Moya Mr. and Mrs. John R. Moyer Ms. Anne M. Mulholland Donna and Paul Munro ’82 Dr. and Mrs. David D. Myers Mr. Michael Nardacci Mr. and Mrs. Robert A. Nathane, Jr. National Park Tours & Transport, Inc. NE/SW Harbor Port Directories Mrs. Harry R. Neilson, Jr. Ms. Heather Nelson-Krausse ’96 Mr. Frank Niepold III ’94 Mrs. A. Corkran Nimick Mrs. Marie Nolf Mrs. Elizabeth Higgins Null
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Carol ’93 and Jacob V. Null ’93 Ms. Laura O’Brien ’93 Mr. and Mrs. James Oliver Mr. John D. Oliver ’89 Ms. Hope Olmstead Mr. Judd Olshan ’92 Mr. W. Kent Olson Ms. Whitney Wing Oppersdorff Ms. Lois Jean Ostrander Ms. Lisa Ouellette ’81 Mr. Benoni Outerbridge ’84 Cara Guerrieri ’83 and Francis Owen ’83 Mr. and Mrs. Jon R. Pactor Ms. Kimberly C. Paola ’90 Dr. and Mrs. Lewis E. Patrie Mr. Robert W. Patterson, Jr. Naskeag Gallery Mrs. Sara Weeks Peabody J. B. and Dawn Pelletier ’89 Mr. and Mrs. Robert Pennington Kim and Keating Pepper Philanthropic Collaborative Mrs. John Pierrepont Dr. and Mrs. Richard N. Pierson The Honorable Rochelle Pingree ’79 Sally McLendon Pitkin Ms. Penelope Place Ms. Frances L. Pollitt ’77 Mr. and Mrs. Ben G. M. Priest Mr. and Mrs. Hector Prud’homme Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Pulis Mr. and Mrs. George C. Putnam Mr. and Mrs. Eben W. Pyne Quimby House Inn Mona L. and Louis Rabineau Ms. Abby Jo Radko Ms. Mary Cynthia Raikes ’02 Mr. Gregory Rainoff ’81 Mr. Nishanta Rajakaruna ’94 Ms. Cathy L. Ramsdell ’78 Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Rappaport Mr. and Mrs. Dean Read Mr. and Mrs. Peter O. Rees Mr. Morton Reich
Ms. Rebecca L. Renaud Anita and John Repp Dr. Stephen Ressel Mr. Jason Rich ’96 Mr. and Mrs. Bayard H. Roberts Mr. and Mrs. Jared I. Roberts Mr. and Mrs. Owen W. Roberts Ms. Ellen Robinson Dr. Jennifer Rock ’93 Dr. Burt Adelman and Ms. Lydia Rogers Ronald and Patricia Rogers Dr. and Mrs. Stephen A. Ross Mr. and Mrs. Max Rothal Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Rothstein Ms. Linn Sage Ms. Kerri Sands ’02 Mr. Daniel Sangeap ’90 Ann and Walter W. Sargent III Ms. Barbara Sassaman ’78 Victoria ’80 and Steve Savage ’77 Mr. and Mrs. George Savidge Ms. Susanna Saxton ’78 Mr. and Mrs. John H. Schafer Ms. Margaret Scheid ’85 Amy ’97 and Ryder A. Scott ’97 Ms. Yvonne Segerlind Mrs. Adele H. Seronde Ms. Ann Seymour ’88 Mr. and Mrs. Roland Seymour Ms. Rolanda Seymour ’00 Mrs. Warner F. M. Sheldon Ms Clare F. Shepley Dr. and Mrs. Dennis L. Shubert Siam Orchid Restaurant Dr. and Mrs. Charles L. Sidman Mr. Mark E. Simonds ’81 Mr. Paul Simpson Ms. Samantha Sindoris ’99 Dr. and Mrs. Theodore R. Sizer Mr. and Mrs. Wickham Skinner Ms. Susanne Slayton Mr. and Mrs. Stephen R. Smith
Mr. James Thurmond Smithgall Ms. Harriet H. Soares Mr. and Mrs. Jerome Soloway Ms. Deborah Soule ’81 Ms. Suzanne Louise Spoelhof ’98 Richard MacDonald and Natalie Springuel ’91 Mr. Michael Staggs ’97 Mr. Edward W. P. Stern ’03 Dr. Elizabeth Kellogg and Dr. Peter Stevens Mr. J. Clark Stivers ’84 Ms. Marion Stocking Ms. Dorie S. Stolley ’88 Carol and Sid Strickland Ms. Susan Stroud Eleanor Bourke and John Sullivan Mr. and Mrs. William L. Sullivan, Jr. Mrs. Robert Suminsby Ms. Joan H. Swann Mr. Gilbert L. Sward Ms. Sally C. Swisher ’78 Ms. Jasmine Renee Tanguay ’98 Tapley Pools Raymond and Jane Taylor Ms. Flyma Thompson Ms. Lynn Thompson/Mainescape Mr. and Mrs. John L. Thorndike Mr. and Mrs. W. Nicholas Thorndike Mr. and Mrs. William Thorndike, Jr. Town & Country, Realtors Ms. J. Louise Tremblay ’91 Mr. Bruce Tripp Mr. and Mrs. Charles Tucker Ms. Elena V. Tuhy ’90 Ms. Rita Turner ’01 Mr. and Mrs. Charles Tyson, Jr. Union Trust Company Ms. Caitlin Marie Unites ’03 Mr. and Mrs. C. J. Van Dewater Mr. and Mrs. Christiaan van Heerden Eric and Jennifer Van Horne ’02 Ms. Claire E. Verdier ’80
C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Beth ’91 and David Vickery, Jr. ’89 Mr. John E. Viele Mr. and Mrs. Thomas F. Volkmann ’90 Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Voorhees Mr. William Wade ’76 Dr. Karen E. Waldron Ms. Amanda Jane Walker ’98 Wallace Tent and Party Rentals Stacy Hankin and Ben Walters ’81 Mr. Richard P. Waters ’77 Mr. and Mrs. Douglas Watson Dr. Peter M. Wayne ’83 Ms. Joan Weber Mr. Arthur Edward Webster, Esq. Celia and Robert Weil Mr. and Mrs. E. Sohier Welch Ms. Alice N. Wellman Mr. David Wersan ’79 Ms. Carolyn Reeb Whitaker ’92 Mr. and Mrs. Harold White Mrs. Joan B. Whitehill Ms. Grace Whitman Mrs. Edward P. P. Williams Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Williams Ms. Jane M. Winchell ’82 Mr. Joshua I. Winer ’91 Mr. David B. Winship ’77 Ms. Betsy Wisch ’83 Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Witt Ms. Susan G. Woehrlin ’80 Dr. and Mrs. Otis D. Wolfe Mr. Jeff Wooster Prof. and Mrs. W. Howard Wriggins Rick and Wanda Wright Mr. Anthony Kwesi Yartel ’02 Ms. Yazmin Zupa ’93
GIFTS IN MEMORY
> In memory of Philip Geyelin Jean and Jim Bodine Ms. Jean R. Bower Ms. Cecily G. Clark Mr. and Mrs. Louis Cohen Mrs. Rose Cutler Mr. and Mrs. Lewis S. Dabney Mr. Ernest B. Furgurson Georgetown Day School Ms. Marion Guggenheim Ms. Nancy P. Hiestand Mrs. Melville Hodder Ms. Laura Johnson Ms. Anna Karavangelos Ms. Anne M. Kozak Mr. Donald R. Larrabee Mrs. Wadsworth Larson Mr. and Mrs. Arthur K. Mason Mr. Joseph A. Minott Mr. and Mrs. Jack Nelson Mr. John P. Reeves Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Rosenfeld Mr. James J. Russell Mr. and Mrs. Richard Seamon Ms. Helen B. Stern Mr. Harry E. Thayer Mr. George E. Watson III Mr. and Mrs. Edwin M. Yoder, Jr.
> In memory of
Dr. Doreen Stabinsky and Dr. Dave Feldman Dr. and Mrs. Kenneth E. Hill Ms. Jennifer Hughes Ms. Jane Hultberg Ms. Laura Johnson Ms. Dorothy Wills Knapp Ms. Anne M. Kozak Dr. Todd Little-Siebold Mr. Gordon Longsworth ’91 Mr. Richard MacDonald Ms. Isabel Mancinelli Mr. Ernest McMullen Dr. Suzanne Morse Mr. William V. P. Newlin Ms. Mary Katherine O’Brien Dr. Helen Hess and Dr. Christopher Petersen Mr. Daniel Pierce Dr. Stephen Ressel Ms. Jean Sylvia Dr. Bonnie Tai Dr. Davis Taylor Dr. Sean Todd Dr. John Visvader Dr. Karen E. Waldron
> In memory of Dr. Edward J. Meade, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Robert J. Meade
> In memory of Richard H. Lewis Ms. Martha Higgins
Craig Greene Ms. Judith M. Allen Dr. John Anderson Ms. Jill Barlow-Kelley Mr. Elmer Beal, Jr. Ms. Trisha Cantwell-Keene Ms. Joanne Carpenter Dr. William Carpenter Mrs. Barbara Carter Dr. Donald Cass Ms. Dianne Clendaniel Nancy Andrews and Dru Colbert Mr. John Cooper Mr. Samuel Coplon Ms. Ellie Courtemanche Dr. Gray Cox Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Ehrlich
> In memory of Valerie Rough Mr. Peter Dyer
> In memory of Amory & Betty Thorndike Mr. and Mrs. John L. Thorndike
> In memory of James H. Wakelin, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. William L. Sullivan, Jr.
GIFTS IN HONOR
> In honor of Leslie Brewer Mr. and Mrs. Gordon Erikson/Greater Worcester Community Foundation
> In honor of Marcia Dworak Glen Berkowitz ’82
> In honor of Maurice and Mary Miller Linda and John Carman
> In honor of Sally Morong ’76 Mrs. Lorraine B. Morong MATCHING GIFTS AT&T Foundation Bank of America Chubb & Son Fidelity Foundation Ford Motor Company Fund GE Foundation Georgia Pacific Hewlett-Packard Company Microsoft Matching Gifts Program Northern Trust PQ Corporation United Technologies Verizon Foundation Washington Mutual Foundation ADOPT-A-WHALE Mr. Rick Alexander Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Amore Ms. Mary Frances Anderson Kathi and Michael Anderson Mr. and Mrs. Ken Arnold Ms. D. Gay Atkinson Eisso J. Atzema Victoria Stein and John Balder, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Robert J. Bechtel Ms. Priscilla A. Beck Ms. Karen Best Ms. Mary Z. Birks Ms. Virginia Bliss Mr. Nicholas W. Boaro
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C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Mr. Will Bogan Tagget Bonham-Carter Nevada Breniser Mr. and Mrs. Paul Brody Kristine and Mitchell Brown Ms. Cindy A. Burgin Ms. Susan Bussiere Mr. Garrett Butulis Stephannie Paulsen-Cangir and Ali Can Cangir Mr. Robert Cantwell Ms. Barbara J. Carrington Mr. and Mrs. Michael Chambers Ms. Bethany E. Chaney Ms. Sophia Chiang Mr. and Mrs. Robert Chorba Ms. Sally Christ Mr. Kevin Coady Ms. Barbara Colby Mr. John Crawford Mr. Max Cresswell Sue MacMaster and Thomas Cummings Ms. Joy Radle Cutrone Daniel Blattler Ms. Julie C. Day J. H. De Bruija Ms. Donna Delaware Mr. Michael A. Dlugos Margaret and Gregory Donnellon Ms. Tamara Duff Ms. Priscilla Dupont Mr. Mark Dyer Mr. Daniel A. Edlavitch Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Ehrlich Mr. and Mrs. Joel Ellis Ms. Alice Endre Mr. and Mrs. Robert Estes Mr. Donald Esty Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Fecho Mr. and Mrs. Walter C. Feldman First Step Recreation Inc. Ms. Janice Flaherty Mr. Thom Forster Sophia Hsieh and John J. Friel Ms. Lisa Gamber Ms. Deborah F. Gardner Edmonds Consolidated School Mr. and Mrs. Robert Gaul
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Jeffrey Zanelotti and Azar Gharakhani Katherine and Christopher Goddard Ms. Lynne Gould Ms. Roberta Grant Ms. Christie Greene Ms. Susan A. Guenter Mr. Michael Hagedorn Ms. Shari Handerhan Ms. Colleen Hansen Ms Nettie Hansen Mr. and Mrs. James V. Hansford Ms. Mary Ann Harriman Mr. and Mrs. Walter D. Hawkins Ms. Victoria Dietz Hopkins Ms. Jean Howell Erin and Mark L. Hudson Todd and Emily Jefferson Mr. Gary Johnson Ms. Debby Jones Ms. Merry Kahn Ms. Madeline Kaplan Ms. Beverly Keesey Carol and Carl P. Kern Ms. C. Joyce Kleffner Mr. Zackary R. Klyver Mr. and Mrs. William R. Knauss Ms. Shari Kraljic Ms. Petra Kretschmann Mr. Ross LaHaye Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Lozowski Ms. Barbara Mabry Ms. Cindy Mackin Mr. Michael Maffesoli Mr. and Mrs. Ledalle Mangham Ron Manilla and Diana Marchibroda Ms. Patricia L. Marks Ms. Deborah A. Masse Dr. Pamela P Maxfield Ms. Cynthia McAuley Mr. Thomas Mendez Ms. Francene G. Mertins Ms. Margaret Mintz Mr. Lorenzo Mitchell Dr. Meg Model Ms. Lindsay Morse Judith and E. Dion Mullis Ms. Aliena Ng Jonathan and Maggie Ng Ms. Kristin O’Brien Ms. Susan Knight Ober Ms. Illana Oliva-Ramos
Mrs. Dorothy Panaceck Ms. Lynda Piesch Mr. J. Michael Pilz Ms. Francesca E. Poisson Ralph and Candy Prince Mr. and Mrs. Paul Querry Ms. Mary C. Quinlan Readfield Elementary School Dr. and Mrs. Christian M. Reedy Mr. and Mrs. Peter H. Reekseit Mr./Ms. Richardson Mr. and Mrs. Gregory Richardson Dr. and Mrs. George L. Rodriguez Kenneth Howell Hupart and Ellen Merri Rosenberg Mr. and Mrs. Teddy C. Ryan Paul and Annette Schou Ms. Lois V. Seamon Ms. Karrie Shew Ms. Amy Simpson John and Fran W. Sims Mr. Keith Smith Mr. and Mrs. Philip Soosloff, Jr. Ms. Emily Stannard Sheridan and Barbara Steele Stevens High School Mr. and Mrs. F. J. Streibig Ms. Eve Stwertka Ms. Pauline Sulentic John and Judith F. Sullivan Cheryl Crider and Joseph Swift Lisa Golizio and Ronald Taglieri Terrell Independent School District Ms. Claudia Tietze Ms. Cindy Tillett Mr. Douglas Tipton Ms. Susan Trafton Mr. and Mrs. George Trivette Mr. and Mrs. Augustus Trowbridge Troy School District Ms. Barbara Tucker Ms. Wendy E. Turner Mr. and Mrs. Dennis J. Viechnicki
Jennifer Kleine and Raymond Wagner Mr. and Mrs. Michael J. Ward-Dahl Ms. Janet C. Watson Ms. Joyce Weatherly Ms. Amy Weissenburger Ms. Carolyn A. Werge Ms. Ann Borzcik Whitney Mr. and Mrs. Jay Williams Mr. and Mrs. James R. Wilson Ms. Meg Zachwieja Mr. Allyn Zanchi ALLIED WHALE PROGRAMS Acadian Whale Adventures Michele and Agnese Cestone Foundation Dick Atlee and Sarah L. Corson Mr. and Mrs. J. Staige Davis Davis Conservation Foundation Ms. Lauren Gilhooley Mr. Walter H. Goodnow Homeland Foundation Maine Coast Sea Vegetables Richard Gillam and Gale R. McCullough Mr. Scott Mercer Dr. Meg Model Ms. Sarah Spruce US Department of Commerce Mr. Dick Wisshack FRIENDS OF THE ARTS Bar Harbor Garden Club Ms. Barbara Simon and Mr. Bruce D. Bender ’76 Ms. Carolyn Berzinis Mr. and Mrs. James G. Blaine Blue Poppy Garden, LLC Mr. Dennis Bracale ’88 Ms. Joan S. Bragdon Ms. Roberta Brush Mr. John Cooper Ellie and Wyatt Courtemanche Steve and Suzie Crase Criterion Theatres Incorporated Ms. Barbara David
C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Prof. and Mrs. Arthur A. Dole Ms. Lucinda Nash Dudley Mr. and Mrs. Frederick Dupree, Jr. Dr. Dianna and Mr. Ben Emory/ The Ocean Ledges Fund of Maine Community Foundation Mr. Daniel Farrenkopf ’93 Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Felton Thomas and Carroll Fernald Mrs. Ruth B. Fraley Dr. and Mrs. James C. A. Fuchs Mrs. Robert Gann Mr. and Mrs. Robert M. Goodman Dr. and Mrs. Robert Gossart Mr. and Mrs. John Guth Mr. Samuel M. Hamill, Jr. Sturgis Haskins Ms. Lisa Heyward Dr. and Mrs. John P. Hoche Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Hodges Ms. Betsey Holtzmann Ms. Jennifer Hughes Mr. and Mrs. Christopher Hutchins Ms. Laura Johnson Mr. and Mrs. H. Lee Judd Ann Sewall and Ed Kaelber Mr. and Mrs. William R. Kales Mr. and Mrs. Robert Kates Mr. and Mrs. John N. Kelly The Kimball Shop Ms. Barbara Knowles Mr. Thomas F. Leddy Mrs. Paulus Leeser Mr. and Mrs. Carl Little Mr. and Mrs. George Lord Mr. and Mrs. John Lynch Alden C. Wilson Maine Community Foundation Mr. and Mrs. John March, Jr. ’76 Mr. and Mrs. Finlay B. Matheson Ms. Karen McDonald Mr. and Mrs. Keith Miller Dr. and Mrs. David D. Myers Kim and Keating Pepper Dr. and Mrs. Steven Price
Mr. and Mrs. Eben W. Pyne Mona and Louis Rabineau John and Carol Rivers Dr. Burt Adelman and Ms. Lydia Rogers Ms. Shari Roopenian Rooster Brother, Inc. Dr. and Mrs. Peter Sellers Mrs. Adele H. Seronde Mr. and Mrs. Henry D. Sharpe, Jr. Dr. and Mrs. Dennis L. Shubert Mr. and Mrs. Donald B. Straus The Swan Agency— Insurance TerraCotta Stylish Stuff Mr. and Mrs. Christiaan van Heerden Ms. Ann Staples Waldron/ Spirit Fund of the Maine Community Foundation Mr. Wally Warren Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Williams Mr. and Mrs. William Wister, Jr. Mr. Jeff Wooster/ Cornerstone Group ANNUAL SCHOLARSHIPS Mr. and Mrs. Alfred P. Barton Davis United World College Scholars Program Dr. Margaret Dulany Lois M. Gauthier Charitable Trust The Agnes M. Lindsay Trust Maine Community Foundation Mr. Charles E. Merrill, Jr. Dr. Bonnie Tai ENDOWMENT GIFTS Ms. Judith M. Allen John and Karen Anderson Mr. John Anderson Bar Harbor Banking & Trust Co. Mrs. Jill Barlow-Kelly Allison Martin ’88 and Elmer Beal, Jr. Mr. Glen A. Berkowitz ’82 Jean and Jim Bodine Ms. Jean R. Bower
Ms. Grace W. Boyd Mr. Benjamin C. Bradley David and Ann Broder Dr. and Mrs. William Bromley Ms. Trisha Cantwell-Keene Ms. Joanne Carpenter Donna Gold and William Carpenter Barbara and Vinson Carter Dr. Donald Cass Ms. Dianne Clendaniel Mr. and Mrs. Louis Cohen Nancy Andrews and Dru Colbert Mr. and Mrs. Rory Connor Mr. John Cooper Isabel Mancinelli and Sam Coplon Ms. Maureen Corr Ellie and Wyatt Courtemanche Gray Cox Mr. Walter Cronkite H. King & Jean Cummings Charitable Fund of the Maine Community Foundation Mrs. Rose Cutler Mr. and Mrs. Lewis S. Dabney Mr. Philip Eaton Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Ehrlich Wendy Rodger and Henry C. Elliott The Ellsworth American Mrs. Ruth M. Epstein Mr. and Mrs. Robert Estabrook Mr. Jim Evans Doreen Stabinsky and David Feldman Margaruitte V. Foisie Trust Mr. Bud S. Fukei Mr. Ernest B. Furgurson Mr. and Mrs. Stephen A. George Georgetown Day School Mr. Neil R. Goltz Mrs. Craig Greene Ms. Marion Guggenheim Mr. and Mrs. R. M. Haakenson Ms. Marion T. Hamilton Ms. Nancy P. Hiestand Ingrid and Ken Hill
Mr. and Mrs. Melville Hodder Mr. and Mrs. Roy Hoopes Mr. and Mrs. Reginald D. Hudson Ms. Jennifer Hughes Ms. Jane Hultberg Keith and Sylvia Hunt Mr. Arthur M. Johnson Mr. and Mrs. Jerry D. Johnson Ms. Laura Johnson Ann Sewall and Ed Kaelber Ms. Anna Karavangelos Mr. Stanley G. Karson Mr. and Mrs. Robert Kates Ms. Dorothy Wills Knapp Mr. and Mrs. Robert P. Kogod Ms. Anne M. Kozak Mr. Donald R. Larrabee Mrs. Wadsworth Larson Todd Little-Siebold Mr. and Mrs. Jenkin Lloyd Jones Mr. Gordon Longsworth ’91 Mr. and Mrs. Richard L. Lyons Mr. Richard MacDonald Ms. Isabel Mancinelli Arthur and Jane Mason Mrs. Anne A. Mazlish Grant and Suzanne McCullagh Vincent and Nancy McKusick Mr. Ernest McMullen Ms. Patricia Whitney Messler Mr. Joseph A. Minott Dr. Suzanne Morse Mr. Frederick S. Moss ’79 Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Neill Barbara Matusow and Jack Nelson Mr. and Mrs. William V. P. Newlin Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward Ms. Mary Katherine O’Brien Ms. Kathryn J. Olmstead Mr. Marvin Ott Helen Hess and Christopher Petersen Estate of Barbara W. Piel Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Pierce
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C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Mr. and Mrs. John P. Reeves Dr. Stephen Ressel Mr. Chalmers M. Roberts Mr. Edward A. Rodgers Stephen and Barbara Rosenfeld Vicki Vandenburgh and James Russell Estate of Mr. Charles W. Sawyer, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Seamon Dr. and Mrs. Peter Sellers Mr. and Mrs. Henry D. Sharpe, Jr. Mrs. Eleanor D. Soseman Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Stedman Ms. Helen B. Stern Jean and Bill Sylvia Dr. Bonnie Tai Christy and Bob Tanner Dr. Davis Taylor Ms. Michele Whitney Telfer Mr. Harry E. T. Thayer Dr. Sean Todd Dr. John Visvader Dr. Karen E. Waldron George and Louisa Watson III Ms. Katherine Weinstock ’81 Donald and Lois Wiese Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Williams Mr. John Wilmerding Mr. and Mrs. Edwin M. Yoder, Jr. Mrs. Jane S. Zirnkilton NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM & SUMMER PROGRAM L. Schellie Archbold Ms. Tamara Bannerman Mr. and Mrs. Edward J. Bartley Julie Meltzer and Jonathan E. Bender Ms. Diane C. Bonsey Ms. Phoebe Boyer Mr. and Mrs. William Clark Mr Frederic Driscoll III Dr. Mary Dudzik Ms. Hannah Webber and Mr. Greg Forrest Ms. Jillian Glaeser
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Bruce Mazlish and Neva Goodwin Nina ’78 and Jonathan Gormley ’78 Ms. Kathryn Hodges Ms. Audrey W. Homer Mrs. Annette Klaver Ms. Mary K. Lausier Ms. Linda Levesque Ms. Judith H. Loebl Claudia Besen and Jay McNally ’84 Mr. and Mrs. Michael Merhar Paul Girdzis and Adrienne Paiewonsky Valerie and Tobin Peacock ’95 Mr. and Mrs. Michael Saxenian Lynda Slepp Mr. and Mrs. Anthony X. Uliano 2004 SENIOR CLASS GIFTS Ms. Judith M. Allen Mr. Muktar Amin ’04 Ms. Sarah B. Anderson ’04 Ms. Jill Barlow-Kelley Allison Martin ’88 and Elmer Beal, Jr. Ms. Carolyn Berzinis Mr. Ranjan Bhattarai Dr. Richard Borden Mr. Yaniv J. Brandvain ’04 Mr. Colin Capers ’95 Donna Gold and William Carpenter Ms. Laura Carroll ’04 Dr. Donald Cass Mr. Rohan Chitrakar ’04 Mr. Edwin M. Claflin Ms. Dianne Clendaniel Mr. Kenneth Cline Nancy Andrews and Dru Colbert Melissa and Frederick Cook Ellie and Wyatt Courtemanche Ms. Judith Cox Mr. Gideon Bezalel Culman ’02 Mr. Arber Viktor Davidhi ’04 George and Kelly Dickson ’97 Ms. Briana M. Duga ’04
Mr. Thomas R. Eberhardt ’04 Mr. Samuel T. Edmonds Mr. and Mrs. Lyman B. Feero, Jr. Doreen Stabinsky and David Feldman Thomas and Carroll Fernald Ms. Cherie Ford Ms. Jamie L. Frank ’04 Ms. Katherine E. Hahn ’04 Ms. Erin L. Heacock ’04 Ingrid and Ken Hill Ms. Jennifer Hughes Ms. Tara E. Jensen Ms. Laura Johnson Ms. Erin Eileen Kavanagh ’04 Sarah and Shawn Keeley ’00 Mr. Nathaniel H. Keller ’04 Mr. and Mrs. Theodore Koffman Ms. Anne M. Kozak Ms. Lee Kuck ’04 Ms. Heather D. Lakey ’00 Mr. Herman H. Leung ’04 Ms. Sara M. Levine Ms. Nicole M. Libby ’04 Ms. Blaise Maccarrone ’01 Natalie Springuel and Richard MacDonald Ms. April Joy Mauro ’04 Mr. Brandon Joseph McDonald Ms. Donna McFarland Mr. Raphael T. McGuire ’04 Ms. Julia Pierce Morgenstern ’04 Mr. Andrew J. Moulton ’04 Mr. Dominic Muntanga ’04 Ms. Kimberly Austin Nathane ’04 Ms. Darlene Nolin Ms. Lindsay E. Parrie ’04 Helen Hess and Christopher Petersen Mr. Zachary Reidman ’04 Dr. Stephen Ressel Ms. Allison E. Rogers ’04 Ms. Volha Roshchanka ’04 Ms. Katlin P. Saltzer ’04 Mr. Benjamin James Snyder ’04 Mr. Zachary Steele Dr. Davis Taylor Mr. Troy Adam Thibodeau ’04
Dr. Sean Todd Ms. Debra Van Runkle Mr. Beniamino Volta ’04 Ms. Hua Wang ’04 Ms. Jennifer D. Warnow ’04 Ms. Lydia Ann Webster ’04 Ms. Katherine E. Wegner ’04 Willowind Therapeutic Riding Center Ms. Nellie E. Wilson ’04 Ms. Anna Wlodarczyk ’04 Mr. Samuel J. Wustner ’04 RESTRICTED GIFTS Ms. Betsy Aron Mr. and Mrs. Henry P. Becton, Jr. Mr. Edward McC. Blair, Sr. Mr. Anselm Hitchcock Bradford ’02 Mr. and Mrs. Leslie C. Brewer The Chart Room Ms. Barbara Danielson James Deering Danielson Foundation Mr. and Mrs. Shelby M.C. Davis Deering Foundation Mrs. Amos Eno Mr. Daniel Farrenkopf ’93 Mr. and Mrs. William G. Foulke, Jr. Dr. and Mrs. James C. A. Fuchs Mrs. Philip Geyelin Rev. James M. Gower Mr. Samuel M. Hamill, Jr. Healthy Acadia Coalition Ms. Sherry F. Huber IBIS Consulting, Inc. Mr. and Mrs. John N. Kelly Ms. Dorothy Wills Knapp Ms. Suzanne Knecht ’86 Mr. and Mrs. Robert P. Kogwood Maine Space Grant Consortium Ms. Casey Mallinckrodt Grant and Suzanne McCullagh Ms. Christine McHenry Mr. and Mrs. Stephen Milliken Dr. Frank Moya Mr. and Mrs. William V. P. Newlin
C O A ~ A N N UA L R E P O RT Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Pierce Ms. Cathy L. Ramsdell ’78 John and Carol Rivers Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton Robinson, Jr. Dr. Walter Robinson David Rockefeller Fund, Incorporated Dr. Burt Adelman and Ms. Lydia Rogers Dr. and Mrs. Peter Sellers Ms. Mary Meek Semler Mr. and Mrs. Clyde E. Shorey, Jr. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Sullivan The Swan Agency—Insurance United Way of Eastern Maine Mr. and Mrs. William Wister, Jr. GIFTS IN KIND THORNDIKE LIBRARY Mr. Sidney Bahrt Dr. and Mrs. Richard R.Fox A. Myrick Freeman III, PhD TANGIBLE GIFTS AND GIFTS OF TIME AND TALENT Atlantic Oakes-by-the-Sea Mr. Michael C. Boland ’94 Mr. and Mrs. Edward Bromage Mr. Jason R. Bryson-Alderman ’91 Ms. Martha Davis ’83 Bruce Mazlish and Neva Goodwin Mr. Bill Huston Jade Trade Mount Desert Spring Water Mr. and Mrs. John R. Moyer Victoria ’80 and Steve Savage ’77 FUNDS RECEIVED FOR SPECIAL PROJECTS
Ms. Shelli Bishoff for the Union River Watershed Project Cadillac Mountain Sports for the Union River Watershed Project Carnegie Corporation of New York for From Cell to System Program Grant Fund for the Improvement of Postsecondary Education, U.S. Department of Education for a CollegeCommunity Watershed Curriculum for Regional Planning Illinois State University for Osmoregulation in Euryhaline Fish: Physiology, Ecology and Molecular Biology LEF Foundation for film project Hancock County Fund of the Maine Community Foundation for the Union River Watershed Baseline Study Maine State Planning Office for the Union River Watershed Baseline Study Partnership for Environmental Technology and Education for the Union River Watershed Project Surdna Foundation for Eco-Eco Smart Growth Forum
Every effort has been made to ensure accuracy in preparing our donor list for this annual report. If a mistake has been made in the way you or your spouse or partner is identified, or if your name was omitted from the donor list, we apologize. With your help, we can ensure that future donor lists report your names as you prefer. Please notify the Development Office at (207) 288-5015, ext. 329 with any changes in the way your gifts should be reported.
PLANNED GIFT OPPORTUNITIES You can help ensure that College of the Atlantic’s future is both secure and successful by becoming part of our Planned Giving program. Bequests or lifetime income arrangements (Charitable Gift Annuities or Charitable Remainder Trusts, for example) offer superior methods of helping the college while also providing you with income and tax benefits. One easy way to support our work is to name the college as a beneficiary in your will. If you wish to do this, we ask that you and your attorney consider using the following language:
“I bequeath (amount or remainder interest) to College of the Atlantic, a not-for-profit institution of higher learning incorporated in the state of Maine, and with the business address of 105 Eden Street, Bar Harbor, ME 04609.” We also offer ways to restrict bequests to particular purposes or programs at the college and to make life income gifts—offering you a lifetime income, current income tax deduction and the avoidance of capital gains tax. For further information about any of these Planned Giving options, please contact the Office of Development at (207) 288-5015.
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REMEMBERING MAURINE ROTHSCHILD May 11, 1919–February 20, 2004 Donna and I have separate but equally powerful memories of Maurine Rothschild. Maurine was Donna’s teacher at the Fieldston School in New York, where she would illustrate her classes on Greek antiquity by sharing artifacts from her own collection. In this way, she embedded the glories and ideals of ancient civilization in the wonder of objects that students could see and touch. At COA, Maurine was also a teacher, one with an unerring sense of the college’s underlying beliefs. In every one of the controversies that shaped us over the years, she would find and articulate the essential principle that moved us forward. She was an educator with her heart in the deepest classical roots of learning and she believed in this little college as a place where the highest ideals of education could be rediscovered and practiced without compromise. The same gift she brought to Donna’s classroom, a passion for finding the core that can be touched and held, she brought to the college as a trustee. She was an irreplaceable friend of the college, who constantly challenged us to articulate and practice our ideals. The best way we can honor her memory is to make this college live up to her vision of what we are and what we can become. ~ Bill Carpenter Donna Gold PHIL GEYELIN February 27, 1923–January 9, 2004 How can I possibly capture the brilliant twinkle that was Phil Geyelin’s presence at College of the Atlantic: his intellectual agility, his mode of caring, a history that included time with the Washington Post, the Vietnam War, Russ Wiggins, everyone he touched, and of course, College of the Atlantic. One of Phil’s many gifts was the graciousness to be grateful to us, to this institution to which he gave so much intellectual energy, inspiration and wisdom. Phil was a Pulitzer Prize winner who was immediately present on campus: curious about what we were up to, challenging of every last detail of thought. Phil’s willingness to let our experiences and ignorance enrich his life was our great fortune. Others can speak eloquently to his accomplishments and distinctions, this was a man filled with human goodness and the ability 64 | COA
to give of himself. Those of us who had the privilege of hearing Phil speak, of reading his exquisitely crafted sentences and listening to that twinkle of brilliance will miss him, very much. ~ Karen Waldron CRAIG GREENE May 29, 2004–October 2, 2003 I don’t think I’ll ever understand how time can be so weird, rushing by and standing still all at once. Craig was just here and Will just got done saying, “Night, night, Dada. I love you.” But Will and I have been on our own forever, too. We’ve decided on menus and bike rides and stories too many times to remember when we didn’t have to do it alone. We have missed Craig so many times we’re sure he must have been gone for more than a year. As this first year rolls by I find myself deeply grateful for all that Craig taught me both outdoors and in, for the incredible gift of Will, who is an awful lot like his dad, for the way that Craig died, for those people who helped him find his way peacefully and for those who continue to help Will and me find our way. Keep thinking about Craig; keep talking about him to each other and to us. Breathe in Craig’s spirit outside and toast a beer to him while you’re at it. Tomorrow will be a year, a complete cycle of all the seasons he loved so much. Tomorrow I will be awakened again by the call of his crows, so much the same and so damn different. ~ Bo Greene October 1, 2004
CLARK FITZ-GERALD June 18, 1917–October 18, 2004 The college is deeply grateful for the gift of Clark Fitz-Gerald’s hanging sculpture “Kelp,” donated to the college in the summer of 2004. Fitz-Gerald was a COA trustee from 1972–1977. We mourn his passing.
WHAT DOES FREEDOM MEAN?
C O A ~ T H E B AC K PAG E
his question, which lies at the soul of our nation and at the heart of every social justice movement is one that Philip Kunhardt III ’77 asks every day. K unhardt is posing this question to individuals around the globe as he prepares for his role in creating what may be the most important new museum of the decade, the International Freedom Center, focusing on the pursuit of freedom everywhere. This museum, one of four institutions chosen in June 2004 as part of the new cultural center planned for Ground Zero, is in its very beginning stages. At 250,000 square feet, with multiple stories, it will serve as a gateway to the memorial where the World Trade Center once stood. Kunhardt’s brother, Peter, and Tom Bernstein of Chelsea Piers, president of the board of Human Rights First, created the proposal for the site. As editorial director, Kunhardt is overseeing the development of the stories the center will tell. The team has involved a world-class roster of international scholars and leaders who can reach out to people across the globe to ask what freedom means. Among them is Nobel Peace Prize recipient Archbishop Desmond Tutu, who says of the museum, “The Freedom Center will symbolize the indomitable spirit of the people of this land. It will be a testimony to their resilience as they rise like a proverbial phoenix from the ashes.” Describing freedom is no simple task. As Kunhardt delves into the issue, not only of freedom, but the absence of it—in this country and around the world—he realizes how fraught it can be. “People can mean very different things when they use the word freedom,” he says. “After all, the Civil War was called a war for freedom—on both sides, the freedom of slaves, or the freedom to own slaves.” A member of COA’s first entering class, Kunhardt is accustomed to wrestling with complex issues. After completing his senior project, “Human Ecology and Christianity,” he went to divinity school and currently serves as an Episcopal priest on the staff of St. Mark’s Church in Mt. Kisco, New York, and as a trustee of the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City. He coauthored Lincoln: An Illustrated Biography, P.T. Barnum: America’s Greatest Showman and The American President. As a partner in Kunhardt Productions, he wrote and co-produced the ABC mini-series Lincoln, Discovery’s Barnum documentary and PBS’s The American President. Having the confidence to start things up is one legacy of COA, Kunhardt says. Others are the ability to see the large picture, to understand the inherent complexities of an issue and to synthesize knowledge from many sources. Yet one additional inheritance is Kunhardt’s eagerness to take a concept—be it freedom or human ecology—and examine it from all angles. Earlier in this issue, Ed Kaelber noted, “If you’re really going to deal with the problems [of the environment], you’re going to have to train people with a new point of view.” COA will be following Kunhardt as he applies that theory to freedom, offering new ways of looking at this essential human right from around the globe.
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