VQs new Readers Write column drew a good response with its debut assignment a call for alumni to sing the virtues of faculty members who made differences in their lives. Dr. Donald Zarou 56 takes the prize for our favorite letter, earning himself a copy of Professor Frank Bryans book Real Democracy.
ASSIGNMENT: UVM is in the thick of a construction boom and the campus
is ripe with the promise of buildings future. Take a moment to reflect
on buildings past and present, a place that meant the most to you during
your UVM years the dorm where a roommate became a lifelong friend;
the study lounge where the wonders of the definite integral unfolded for
you; the lab where, over a warm Petri dish, you first locked eyes with
your future spouse.
Our favorite this time around will receive an 8 x 10 color print of a campus scene of your choice from UVM Photography Services. Please limit the text to 100 words or fewer. E-mail responses to vermontquarterly@uvm. edu or mail to Vermont Quarterly, 86 South Williams, Burlington, VT 05401.
the end of my freshman year, Professor Rowell called me into his office
and asked me, in essence, if there was anything other than medicine that
I would be interested in pursuing as a career. Obviously, my grades did
not indicate an early or quick acceptance to medical school.
We then had a long talk and the conclusion was that if I wanted to stay
the course, he would stay it with me.
graduate and I was accepted to medical school, SUNY-Downstate Medical
Center, in Brooklyn, NY. Professor Rowell made a difference because he
took the time to listen to an insignificant freshman undergraduate, gambled
with him, ignoring projected vital statistics in the pre-med program.
He made a vast difference in the life of this student, as I am sure he
did with countless others. He was a teacher and an advisor second to none.
Donald Zarou 56
Tomasik McLaughlin 80
THINK AND PONDER
the assigned readings was A Naturalists Sketchbook by Clare Walker
Leslie. This journal inspired me to begin putting on paper my own observations
and drawings during the summer and fall.
I cannot remember the name of this teacher who gave me the desire to think
and to ponder about our ever-changing universe. What remains is in my
mind and heart. Good teachers do that kind of thing!