Daniel was a quiet, reserved guy. He and I were paired as roommates during our Field Term assignments, working in the lowest echelons of the New York Times. Back in Beloit the following year, I leaned on him to play with the Pep Band, since I knew that he played saxophone. He reluctantly agreed. (You'll see him in the lower foreground, center, in this photo.)
Early in the winter term of 1968, I took the Pep Band to an away game against Knox College. Through heavy snowfall, the bus crawled towards Galesburg. We finally arrived when the game was already well under way. It was a tense, see-saw contest, tied at the end of regulation. Still tied at the end of the first overtime. Finally, in the second overtime, the Bucs triumphed 57-55. When the final buzzer sounded, Dan stood up with all of the rest of us, yelling and throwing his music into the air before playing "Beloit Victory" over and over.
Years later, when I taught Milton's paired poems "L'Allegro" and "Il Penseroso" to a class of high school kids, I recalled that evening. Danial was certainly a "Penseroso" person almost all of the time. But in that moment, he let his "Allegro" side shine out.
As Allan Kohl has commented, Daniel was quiet and reserved. Very much so. Like myself, Daniel was from Wisconsin--he was from Burlington, an hour east of Beloit. Daniel was a Russian major who was a very, very conscientous student. In fact, it is my recollection that he was one of our class's Phi Beta Kappa honorees.
I got to know Daniel because we both lived on the 3rd floor of Blaisdell Hall during one or more of our middleclass terms. I talked with him not infrequently, but we never became real friends. He was really dedicated to his language study, and I feel confident that he was successful in his use of his Russian skills post-Beloit.
Allan is to be thanked for sharing something about Daniel that was genuinely "out of character."
All: I did not know Dan very well but like most Beloiters at the time, we all knew everyone in some form or fashion. Allan and Paul, thanks for your thoughts. I actaully remember that Knox game to which Allan referred, since I played in it and overtime games were not that common. When we traveled, even though we had a very good team that year, we did not have a lot of fans who could travel to Northfield MN, Cedar Rapids, Iowa or Gailsburg, IL where Knox was located (especially in the middle of winter in the Midwest). Knox was a hard place to win and I don't think we liked them very much. I recall (or think I do) that sometime in the first half when we were down by about 6 points, there was a commotion at one end of the gym and our pep band came in banging instruments. The Knox fans all looked confused as to who these people were. Our team looked too, waived, maybe gave a thumb's up; then we started playing better. Knox had a chubby guard who came in for parts of the game and the only thing he could do was shoot 35 foot semi-set shots; but he was very good at that and made 2 or 3 of them. Knapton was on my ass for not stopping him. We eventually survived chubby, the hostile crowd, got to overtime and then won a game that was key to eventually winning the conference championship. Thanks to Dan, Allan and the rest of the band for making the difference in that game and for all its support the rest of the year.
We will all miss Daniel, our brother Beloiter. Peter
Allan Kohl
Daniel was a quiet, reserved guy. He and I were paired as roommates during our Field Term assignments, working in the lowest echelons of the New York Times. Back in Beloit the following year, I leaned on him to play with the Pep Band, since I knew that he played saxophone. He reluctantly agreed. (You'll see him in the lower foreground, center, in this photo.)
Early in the winter term of 1968, I took the Pep Band to an away game against Knox College. Through heavy snowfall, the bus crawled towards Galesburg. We finally arrived when the game was already well under way. It was a tense, see-saw contest, tied at the end of regulation. Still tied at the end of the first overtime. Finally, in the second overtime, the Bucs triumphed 57-55. When the final buzzer sounded, Dan stood up with all of the rest of us, yelling and throwing his music into the air before playing "Beloit Victory" over and over.
Years later, when I taught Milton's paired poems "L'Allegro" and "Il Penseroso" to a class of high school kids, I recalled that evening. Danial was certainly a "Penseroso" person almost all of the time. But in that moment, he let his "Allegro" side shine out.
Thanks for the memory, Daniel.
Allan Kohl
Paul Dorsey
As Allan Kohl has commented, Daniel was quiet and reserved. Very much so. Like myself, Daniel was from Wisconsin--he was from Burlington, an hour east of Beloit. Daniel was a Russian major who was a very, very conscientous student. In fact, it is my recollection that he was one of our class's Phi Beta Kappa honorees.
I got to know Daniel because we both lived on the 3rd floor of Blaisdell Hall during one or more of our middleclass terms. I talked with him not infrequently, but we never became real friends. He was really dedicated to his language study, and I feel confident that he was successful in his use of his Russian skills post-Beloit.
Allan is to be thanked for sharing something about Daniel that was genuinely "out of character."
Peter Chatilovicz
All: I did not know Dan very well but like most Beloiters at the time, we all knew everyone in some form or fashion. Allan and Paul, thanks for your thoughts. I actaully remember that Knox game to which Allan referred, since I played in it and overtime games were not that common. When we traveled, even though we had a very good team that year, we did not have a lot of fans who could travel to Northfield MN, Cedar Rapids, Iowa or Gailsburg, IL where Knox was located (especially in the middle of winter in the Midwest). Knox was a hard place to win and I don't think we liked them very much. I recall (or think I do) that sometime in the first half when we were down by about 6 points, there was a commotion at one end of the gym and our pep band came in banging instruments. The Knox fans all looked confused as to who these people were. Our team looked too, waived, maybe gave a thumb's up; then we started playing better. Knox had a chubby guard who came in for parts of the game and the only thing he could do was shoot 35 foot semi-set shots; but he was very good at that and made 2 or 3 of them. Knapton was on my ass for not stopping him. We eventually survived chubby, the hostile crowd, got to overtime and then won a game that was key to eventually winning the conference championship. Thanks to Dan, Allan and the rest of the band for making the difference in that game and for all its support the rest of the year.
We will all miss Daniel, our brother Beloiter. Peter