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It is with joy and sorrow that I welcome you to this issue of Reed magazine. My delight is easy to explain—I am thrilled to be returning to campus, 18 years after writing my thesis, to be your new magazine editor. And while I had virtually nothing to do with this issue (which was deftly orchestrated by interim editor Aimée Sisco), I will enjoy basking in its reflected glory.
My sorrow springs from the news that Jack Dudman ’42, beloved dean of students from 1963 to 1983, died this summer at age 88.
When I arrived on campus as a freshman in 1983, Jack was one of the college’s defining figures. In reverent tones, upperclassmen would recount his legendary ability to help in a crisis. Among many other valiant deeds, he once cleared students of thousands of dollars of poker debts by declaring the IOUs invalid—and commanded enough respect to make his ruling stick. Through the chaos of two tumultuous decades, he held one of the most difficult portfolios imaginable—special envoy between Reed and reality.
His warm, reassuring presence and wry humor comforted generations of students through some of the most vulnerable years of their lives. Even after he stepped down as dean, students continued to make pilgrimages to his office. (Jack was also a wonderful professor who taught me to enjoy mucking about in mathematics despite my total failure to master long division.) No matter what kind of jam you were in, you knew you could trust Jack.
This issue of Reed contains many other treasures, including the tale of Tape One—the earliest known recording of Beat poet Gary Snyder ’51, which was missing, and believed to be lost, until this year. In “Lost & Found,” John Suiter explores the evolution of Snyder’s work, a particularly interesting subject to me because, like many Reedies, I went through a period of infatuation with the Beats—to the point of once hopping a freight train from the Holgate Yard bound for San Francisco (we got as far as Cottage Grove before a guard kicked us off).
Lest anyone harbor the mistaken impression that Reedies are all cut from the same cloth, let me draw your attention to the profile of Kilong Ung, who survived starvation in the labor camps of Cambodia before coming to Reed as a mathematics major.
About me: I’m a proud alumnus and former Quest editor who dropped out after my junior year and, together with three Reed co-conspirators, published a monthly newspaper (the Free Agent) from the basement of the Fridgidaire. After several further adventures, I returned to Reed, wrote a psych thesis on handwriting analysis, and finally earned my degree a full decade after my first Hum 110 lecture (attention current students: don’t blow off those PE credits).
I’ve worked in journalism ever since, writing for scores of publications around the globe, ranging from the worldly Economist to the relentlessly local Portland Tribune, and did a stint as a foreign correspondent in Singapore. I look forward to exploring Reed, and Reed, along with you. Remember, this is your magazine—please drop us a line from time to time and let us know how we’re doing.
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