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I was raised in Brooklyn, New York and still consider myself a, "Brooklyn boy" at heart.

B.A. Brooklyn College
D.M.D. Harvard University
Ph.D. State University of New York at Buffalo

Professor of Psychology,
Department of Psychology,
Kent State University and
Adjunct Professor of Psychology
in Psychiatry, Northeastern Ohio
Universities College of Medicine

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Department of Psychology
Kent State University
Kent, Ohio 44242

309 Kent Hall Addition





Brooklyn Dodgers Bum !955 World Series

Commemorating the 50th anniversary of the Brooklyn Dodgers finally beating the New York Yankees in the World Series (1955). It was a good year!

Brooklyn Dodgers Bum cartoon

"Why was I a Dodger fan? Naturally, all the good people were Dodger fans. If a guy was a Yankee fan, you knew he was a nerd, out of touch. He was probably anti-union, not for good causes, had a rich uncle somewhere. If someone was a Giant fan, he was mixed up, like an anarchist, a nihilist - he was doing it to spite his family, his friends. Dodger fans were the salt of the earth, the common folk who believed in social progress, the American way, the underdog."
- Joel Berger quoted in, "It Happened in Brooklyn: An Oral History of Growing up in the Borough in the 1940s, 1950s, and 1960s," by Myrna Katz Frommer and Harvey Frommer.

Avoid fried meats which angry up the blood. If your stomach disputes you, lie down and pacify it with cool thoughts. Keep the juices flowing by jangling around gently as you move. Go very light on the vices, such as carrying on in society. The social ramble ain't restful. Avoid running at all times. Don't look back. Something might be gaining on you.
- Satchel Paige

(Brooklyn Dodgers' Bum cartoons above, by Willard Mullin.)

Take me with you on this journey,
Where the boundaries of time
are now tossed.
In cathedrals of the forest;
In the words of the tongues now lost.
Find the answers! Ask the Questions!
Find the roots of an ancient tree!
Take me dancing! Take me singing!
I'll ride on till the moon meets the sea.
"Night Ride Across The Caucasus"
- Loreena McKennitt
(Quinlan Road Music - SOCAN/BMI)

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.

Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art.

"In My Craft or Sullen Art"
Dylan Thomas

The opposite of love is not hate,
it's indifference.
The opposite of art is not ugliness,
it's indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy,
it's indifference.
And the opposite of life is not death,
it's indifference.
- Eli Wiesel

The kingdoms of Experience
In the precious wind they rot
While paupers change possessions
Each one wishing for what
the other has got,
And the princess and the prince
Discuss what’s real and what is not
It doesn’t matter inside
the Gates of Eden
"Gates of Eden"
- Bob Dylan
(1965 Warner Bros.
Renewed 1993 Special Rider Music)

Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see.
Martin Luther King, Jr..

To the discovery of patterns,
Disguised as revelations
of essence