Father's Day

“He adopted a role called being a father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a protector,” Tom Wolfe

I’ve always regarded Father’s Day as a “Hallmark” holiday promoted as a gimmick to merchandize cards and gifts.  The idea was first proposed by Sonora Dodd of Spokane, Washington, in 1910 to honor her father, a Civil war veteran, and as a complement to Mother’s Day.  In 1972 Richard Nixon signed a bill proclaiming Father’s Day to be a national holiday.  I discourage cards but welcome phone calls.  Phil checked in after his kids took him to brunch.  Dave called en route to the University of Cincinnati's College Conservatory of Music, where Becca will participate in its summer program.  Granddaughter Alissa, who lived with us for seven years, telephoned in the evening. Unlike Mother’s Day, I don’t recall celebrating Father’s Day growing up.

 below, Barb and Steve at Lincoln Park gig

At Miller Beach Farmers Market the duo Silver Rose, featuring Barb Silverman and Steve Rose, performed a variety of popular songs.  Barb’s late father lived in Miller, and she teaches at the Old Town School of Folk Music in Chicago.  Ron Cohen, who knows her, attended with Nancy, primarily interested in the antiques on display at the old Miller School nearby.  Nancy recently completed my latest Steel Shavings and said she particularly liked Ray Smock’s essays on the state of the Union under Trump. A big NBA fan, Nancy was disappointed that Seth Curry and Golden State lost in the championship round to Toronto.  I admitted rooting for the Raptors, mainly because they had defeated the 76ers on a miracle shot by Kawhi Leonard and had never gone all the way before.

In the final round of the U.S. Open Tiger Woods, already out of contention, bogeyed four of the first six holes and seemed headed for an ignoble 80. Then he birdied six of the last 12 for a 69, wowing the crowds and demonstrating some of that old Tiger magic.

The “young people edition” of Michael Bronski’s “A Queer History of the United States” consists mainly of short biographies of activists who were often in civil rights, antiwar, environmental, and labor movements, as well as the arts.  I learned, for instance, that “Queen of Disco” Sylvester, who recorded the dance classic “Do You Wanna Funk?” was in a San Francisco theatrical group called the Cockettes.  I particularly enjoyed profiles on Mattachine Society co-founder Harry Hay, Daughters of Bilitis founders Phyllis Lyon and Del Martin, and Kiyoshi Kuramiya, born in 1943 in Heart Mountain Relocation Center in Wyoming during World War II.  From my days as a teaching assistant at University of Hawaii, I learned to pronounce Japanese names, which are phonetic and much easier than Eastern European ones encountered in Northwest Indiana.  Our friend Sheila Hamanaka had a son named Kiyoshi, whom everyone called Kiyo. While a student at the University of Pennsylvania, Kuramiya was beaten and hospitalized participating in civil rights activities in Montgomery. He joined SDS and took part in the 1967 March on the Pentagon, providing the FBI an excuse to scrutinize his activities. He belonged to ECHO (East Coast Hemophile Organization) and later the Gay Liberation Front.  An architect who collaborated with Buckminster Fuller, he died of AIDS at age 57, like so many contemporaries. 

 Kiyoshi Kuramiya

Sylvester in 1974

Bayard Rustin

I met Bayard Rustin, a co-founder of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference and organizer of the 1963 March on Washington, at an IUN function and noticed that he smoked European cigarettes from a holder, had manicured nails, and made no effort to camouflage his effeminate mannerisms.  While jailed as a conscientious objector during World Wat II, lover Davis Platt wrote him as a woman to avoid the letters being confiscated. Bronski’s “A Queer History of the United States” noted: “Rustin’s habit of seeking hookups in public places, called cruising at the time, often got him into trouble.”  In 1953 he was arrested for having sex with a man in a car.  In 1977 65-year-old Rustin settled into a permanent relationship with 27-year-old VISTA worker Walter Naegle.

Twenty years ago, my colleague Terry Lukas was arrested and briefly detained during a raid on a park where gay trysts were taking place.  He was fearful he might lose his position at IU Northwest and thankful when I stuck by him.  I recall his telling me that there were few places where gays could meet.  The bust was front page headlines; one man identified was a Baptist minister.  Chancellor Hilda Richards called Lukas to her office and warned him not to put himself in a potentially embarrassing position again, then dropped the matter. 

When Paul Kern and I wrote a history of IUN, we mentioned numerous matters of sex but left out that incident as well as one where a professor was punished unfairly due to unproved innuendoes that he was involved in an inappropriate relationship with a male student - despite a predecessor having slept with a string of comely coeds under his charge with impunity.  Now I wish we’d have included the incidents - perhaps in a revised addition, now that both principals are dead.  Writing a queer history of IUN would be a pathbreaking accomplishment, albeit difficult to research, even for an oral historian. 

 Jimmy Hoffa flips RFK the bird during 1957 Senate hearing

Brother-in-law Sonny, a truck driver who became a Republican after Attorney-General Robert Kennedy went after Teamsters boss Jimmy Hoffa and who postured as a big Trump supporter when alive, had a gay friend named Harry who got caught in a police sweep of a public park in Florida frequently by gays.  The Korean War vet claimed he was merely taking donuts to those hanging out there.  A onetime victim of police harassment himself during younger days, Sonny defended Harry and thought it disgraceful that he was identified in the local newspaper, jeopardizing his job as a supermarket packer.  After a cop ordered Harry to cease crossing an intersection in a golf cart on the way to work, Sonny told him to keep on doing it, that the cop had no right to stop him.

In the “We Do History” Indiana Historical Society blog, Kathy Mulder discussed father and grandson William Henry and Benjamin Harrison, who became the country’s ninth and twenty-third presidents.  The latter lived in Indianapolis from 1854 until his death 47 years later. Mulder wrote: “One of Benjamin Harrison’s most notable campaign attractions was a giant campaign ball made with a steel frame and slogan-covered canvas. The ball was modeled after his grandfather’s 1840 presidential campaign ball and was rolled nearly 5,000 miles to Harrison’s Indianapolis home during the 1888 election.” On several occasions Harrison vacationed by the Kankakee Marsh and shot down countless migratory birds. In 1888, for example, the President-elect recuperated from the campaign on General Lew Wallace’s houseboat at Baum’s Bridge.

Playing poker for the first time in a year at Dick Hagelberg and George McGuan’s place of business, Kidstuff Playsystems, I was rather rusty and not used to high-low Omaha, which requires one to use two cards from your hand of four and three of the five up cards.  I had many second-best hands, in which I stayed in for the large final bet only to lose, for example to an Ace high flush when mine was King high. Twice I would have won low except for a rule that the winning hand needed to be eight high or better.

Mayor Pete

“The function of education is to teach us how to think intensively and to think critically. Intelligence plus character – that is the goal of education.”  Martin Luther King

photo by April Lidinsky

South Bend mayor Pete Buttigieg officially announced his candidacy for President.  On the strength primarily of his brilliant appearances on network news shows, the openly gay former Rhodes scholar and Afghanistan war veteran has polled third among the crowded field of Democratic hopefuls in both Iowa and New Hampshire, behind only septuagenarians Joe Biden and Bernie Sanders.  On MSNBC Joe Scarborough asked Buttegieg to describe himself in a single word; “Millennial,”the 38 year-old replied.  A decade ago, Robert Blaszkiewicz, then working for the NWI Times, encountered him when he ran for state treasurer.  Robert told me to keep an eye of him, that he was really impressive and heading places.  Tom and Darcey Wade have read his book “Shortest Way Home,” and son Brady has been working for him without pay. Tom displayed lawn signs he hopes to distribute to supporters. Throwing his hat in the ring at a refurbished complex formerly owned by Studebaker Corporation before an overflow crowd, Buttigieg embraced his husband Chasten and gave him a kiss.  Tears flowed freely.

In “Mayor Pete has caught Republicans’ attention” Times columnist Brian Howery wrote that Vice President Mike Pence, pouncing on a moving statement Buttigieg made at a LGBT Victory Fund brunch, shamefully accused him of breaking a pledge to run a civil campaign and attacking the former Hoosier governor’s Christian values.  Poppycock!  Addressing his sexual orientation, Buttigieg said, “It’s hard to face the truth that there were times in my life that, if you had shown me exactly what is was inside me that made me gay, I would have cut it out with a knife.  If you had offered me a pill to make me straight, I’d have swallowed it before you had time to give me a cup of water.”  Then he added: “That’s the thing that I wish the Mike Pences of the world would understand: that if you have a problem with who I am, your problem is not with me, your problem, sir, is with my Creator.”    

Brian Howery’s column cited these observations by Andrew Sullivan of New York magazine about the 2020 election, emphasizing the differences between Buttigieg and the White House incumbent:

 Trump would be the oldest president in history; Buttigieg would be the youngest at 39.  Trump landed in politics via his money and celebrity after years in the limelight; Buttigieg is the mayor of a mid-size midwestern town, unknown until a few weeks ago.  Trump is a pathological, malevolent narcissist from New York, breaking all sorts of norms.  Buttigieg is a modest, reasonable pragmatist, and a near parody of normality.  Trump thrives on a retro heterosexual persona; Buttigieg appears to be a rather conservative, married homosexual.  Trump is a coarad and a draft dodger; Butiegieg served his country. Trump does not read; Buttigieg does.  Trump’s genius is demonic demagoguery.  Buttigieg’s gig is careful reasoning.  Trump is a pagan; Buttigieg is a Christian.  Trump vandalizes government; Buttigieg nurtures it. To put it simply, Mayor Peter seems almost designed to expose everything that makes the country tired of Trump.

Gerald Seib of the Wall Street Journal, believing the political system is at a crossroads, put it this way: “As different as the two men are in most every way, Candidate Buttigieg might not exist without the example of President Trump, who shattered expectations and the old paradigms in 2016.”My dream ticket for 2020 include Minnesota Senator Amy Klobuchar and Mayor Pete, with whomever prevails in the primaries choosing the other as running mate.

Adra Young and Hobart H.S. students Brandon Marciniak and Tyler Schultz; photos by Kyle Telechan

Big doings at IU Northwest over the weekend.  Several motivational speakers appeared at a Youth Violence and Drug Prevention conference, including Indiana Parenting Institute COO Jena Bellezza and Northwest Indiana Heath Department Cooperative tobacco prevention coordinator Cynthia Sampson. Adra Young’s keynote address linked bullying and substance abuse.

Leaving John Will Anderson Library Friday afternoon, I noticed a job fair in progress involving area schools.  In the lobby were tables for Merrillville, Gary’s 21st Charter School (located across thestreet from the ruins of City Methodist Church), and others.  A greeter directed me to the East Chicago Central table in the conference center. Two comely administrators, who introduced themselves as Mrs. Martin and Mrs. Hogan, greeted me.  Both knew son Dave and raved about what a great, caring teacher he is. Mrs. Hogan, now a vice principal, is an IUN grad whom Dave mentored when she was in the UTEP program.  She recalled taking a course from me and reading a Steel Shavings article about a Region resident overcoming numerous obstacles.  Her son Carrington Frank is presently a student of Dave’s.  I gave both copies of the latest Shavingsand directed them to a section titled “Twin City” that contained photos of Dave with the E.C. Central  girls tennis team, league champs with a 10-2 record.  Also in that section were photos of NBA basketball player E’Twuan Moore, a Central grad, putting on a summer basketball camp.  Along with Kawaan Short and Angel Garcia, Moore was part of the 2007 state championship team coached by Pete Trgovich that defeated Mr. Basketball Eric Gordon and North Central, 87-83, in the exciting final.

 Lorrell D. Kilpatrick

IUN Minority Studies professor Raoul Contreras and Rene Nunez of the National Association for Chicana and Chicano Studies hosted a two-day Participatory Democracy conference centering on the theme “Democracy is in the Streets.”  I missed the Friday evening events but attended a Saturday workshop titled “Active resistance of racial and social injustice” chaired by Dr. Patricia Ann Hicks and featuring Lorrell D. Kilpatrick, adjunct professor of Sociology and co-organizer of the Gary chapter of Black Lives Matter (BLM).  On Twitter Kilpatrick describes herself as a Marxist Black feminist, environmentalist, and disability rights advocate.  Kilpatrick asked the several dozen participants their initial impression of Black Lives Matter.  Most decried police brutality but were less certain about such BLM tactics as stopping traffic.  When a person identified himself as half white, half black, Patricia Hicks explained that categories of race are meaningless and that we all share common ancestors. 

Kilpatrick made clear she didn’t want excessive speech-making or participants talking more than once until everyone had a chance to make their views known. That didn’t sit well with three men, one of whom spent ten minutes merely introducing himself as , among other things, an agent who booked strippers for the “Jerry Springer Show.”  He argued that activists should be addressing black-on-black crime rather than the police.  A second pontificator excoriated the justice system; a third claimed Moors were the first Americans and that pre-Columbian tribes deserved their land back.  While all may have had some valid points, Lorrell wisely did not let allow them to take over the agenda. 

Yu Zhang, second from left

During the workshop and at lunch I sat with Yu Zhang, a personable IUN actuarial science grad student who is taking a class with Raoul Contreras.  She’s been in the U.S. 13 years, speaks perfect English, has a three-year-old, and works at Methodist Hospital, both in Merrillville and Gary. She had not heard of Cubs pitcher Yu Darvish and told me that Yu can be either a male or female name depending on the pronunciation and inflection.  Googling her name, I discovered that she was part of a team, including Steven Rynne, Anthony Zuccolo, Jacob Jakubowicz, and Jillian Milicki, that competed last year in an international competition and out of 70 universities worldwide was the only U.S. team to reach the finals.  They called themselves the Redhawk (Pi)rates.

Angie and Becca; in audience Toni and Beth (right), Tamiya, Dave, Jimbo (below) 

At Chesterton H.S. Becca sang Whitney Houston’s “I Have Nothing” at the Duneland Exchange Club Talent Show.  Since we skipped the primary and junior divisions, the program was a decent length and the dozen acts quite good, especially granddaughter Becca (it goes without saying).  My two other favorites were a dance group featuring Ellery Brunt, Barbara Holslaw (rhymes with Cole slaw), and Mackenzie Simmons performing to Lady Gaga’s “Shallow” and Ally Christian playing guitar and singing to “Paint It Black” by the Rolling Stones with drummer Colin Campbell accompanying.  Winner of the ACE (Accepting the Challenge of Excellence) Award was Elias Hanna, a Syrian immigrant who knew very little English when he started at Chesterton as a freshman.  By senior year he was making straight A’s in mostly honors courses and preparing to go to Icollegeand major in pre-med.  Coming up from Fishers, Beth brought me a delicious blueberry pie as a belated birthday present.  After the show, Dave and Tamiya Towns dropped in for pie and in Tamiya’s case Toni’s beef stew, which she had enjoyed at dinner.  Toni gave her a bowl to take home.

above, Elias Hanna; below, Guetano Givens on left at Ball State

While Mayor Pete’s candidacy was front page news, the Times Forum section contained a column by IUN Chancellor William J. Lowe touting the fiftieth anniversary of IUN’s Minority Studies program and the Black Student Union (BSU) members, including Jerry Samuels, whose pressure helped bring it about.  He cited present BSU member Guetano Givens, who persevered against numerous obstacles to receive a degree after six years.  In October 2017, Givens attended a Diversity Research Seminar at Ball State, where the keynote speaker, Angela Davis, bemoaned the nation’s unjust prison system. Last year Givens was with a group that visited Atlanta on the fiftieth anniversary of Martin Luther King’s assassination.

I spent a snowy Sunday afternoon watching the thrilling climax to the Masters tournament.  Tiger Woods entered the final round two strokes behind Italian Francesco Molinari and caught him when Molinari put a tee shot in the water and settled for a double bogie.  Another half-dozen players were within a stoke of the lead, including reining PGA champ Brooks Koepka.  The issue was in doubt until Tiger putted to within inches of the cup on the eighteenth green.  Listening to the crowd roar “Tiger, Tiger, Tiger”and watching him embrace his two kids and Thai mother was unbelievably emotional.  Afterwards, Koepka and several others who grew up idolizing Tiger waited to offer their congratulations.

Dean Bottorff posted these kind words on Facebook:

  Thanks to James Lane for the shout-out in the new edition of Steel Shavings. For those who may not know, Steel Shavingsis a publication by Indiana University that records the daily lives of those living in Northwest Indiana. Jim, ever the historian, publishes Steel Shavings that will be an invaluable reference for future historians who will want to understand the rise of America's industrial heartland cities such as Gary, IN, and the issues such places faced in the 21st Century. Unlike most historical references Steel Shavings will provide future historians an intimate view of everyday life of ordinary people. So if anyone in the 25th Century wants to know anything about Ann Bottorff’s role in a scavenger hunt, this is where he or she will find it. My personal thanks goes out to Jim for publishing this picture of me.

Arriving early for book club at Gino’s, I ordered an APA on draft and Jimmy the owner placed a plate of delicious mushrooms in front of me.  On TV was coverage on the 850-year-old Notre Dame Cathedral ablaze, with its iconic spire collapsing.  With a stone foundation all indications are that it will be restored eventually.  Bar mates were speculating whether it was a terrorist act.  

 Barbara Wisdom and Rock Fraire

Barbara Wisdom’s excellent book club presentation on “A Slave in the White House” was succinct and thought-provoking.  We learned that it was Paul Jennings, not Dolley Madison, who rescued the Gilbert Stuart portrait of George Washington before the British sacked the White House during the War of 1812 and that Dolley gave the diminutive fourth president piggy back rides.  All agreed that Dolley was heartless toward her slaves, even selling her faithful mistress of 30 years to enable her spendthrift son to buy a new suit.  At the conclusion of the talk I declared that as a descendant of Harriet Lane, I now proclaim her the best First Lady of the nineteenth century.  Learning I was related to President James Buchanan, Jim Pratt suggested I report on a book about him.  “There’s only one,”Brian Barnes quipped.