Binghamton senior photo, spring 1973

January 30, 2019. I did not even own a sport coat, let alone a suit. The shirt was a pale blue checked shirt and I am pretty sure that the tie was a knit -- not silk. 'Dressing up' for this picture seemed to be more of a nuisance than a grand act towards graduation. I don't recall ever receiving and certainly not asking to get proofs and this picture just ended up in the school yearbook that I felt compelled to buy.

Binghamton, 1973

This was spring 1973. By September, I was a teaching assistant in Jack Duffy's Management 101 course, leading three discussion sessions every Friday. In the following spring, my advisor and mentor, Mickey Kavanagh, assigned to to teach a last-minute added section of the same course, a one night a week assignment, three hours, and the class included some of the undergraduates I had lived with in Hinman dorms the previous year. It was a terrible start. I would attend Duffy's big lecture class on Tuesday and Thursday, take notes, and then try to reverse engineer them into a lecture the following week.

In time, I learned how to teach. By the time I started at Penn State in fall 1975, they threw me into teaching a strategy class that I had taken -- but never taught -- as a master student. But that is an entirely different story for another cold night of reflections.