In Memoriam on Neale Reinitz
Dear Editors and the Colorado College Community,
I was saddened to hear of the death of Professor Neale Reinitz in the most recent Bulletin. When the Class of ’63 … joined the college, Neale was not that much older than we.
Neale attempted to attract us freshmen to Spenser’s Faerie Queene (accompanied by Willie Wilcox’s amazing illustrations), but most important, he gave us George Eliot’s Middlemarch. We, youthful as we were, did not realize then that we were being invited to follow a Bible for life — but we do now.
In recent years, Neale and I would meet every winter break at the Metro Cafe in Manhattan when he would come to visit his son John. We would reminisce and discuss our latest scholarly projects. It was a winter treat I think we both looked forward to.
Thank you, Neale, (and you were never Mr. Causabon).
Terry Kidner ’63
High Mountain Institute Story
I just returned from Colorado Springs where we were for the graduation of Nate Margolis ’13, son of my close friend Judy Olshansky Margolis ’80. I enjoyed finding the new issue of the CC Bulletin and seeing the story on Christopher and Molly’s school. I thought I would pass along another CC connection in relation to the High Mountain Institute. Over the course of 15+ years, I worked with Christopher and Molly Barnes, as architect, to design the nine buildings that make up the High Mountain Institute campus. It was a delightful and productive collaboration that allowed me to build on my many years of wilderness teaching with Outward Bound and apply that experience in my current profession as architect. Christopher and Molly have created a truly amazing institution that builds on many of the same values that characterized our experience at CC. Thanks for the article.
Joede Schoeberlein ’80
Shower-in at the Old El Pomar
To the Editors,
I remember well the opening of the pre-Title IX El Pomar Sports Center in 1970. Of the many locker rooms allocated to various teams, only one was designated, or designed, for women. Imagine how we women felt when we realized that most of this wonderful new building was closed to us! A friend of mine organized a small demonstration to bring attention to the discrepancy. Instead of a sit-in, she organized a shower-in. About a dozen of us went from locker room to locker room and took a shower in each one, regardless of who was already there. I’m not sure that the feminist intentions of the men who joined us were entirely pure, but they did seem to understand the underlying unfairness of the building’s design. Our naked civil disobedience yielded a small concession — a second locker room was opened to women. They didn’t remove the urinals, but we used it anyway.
Patricia James ’73