Dick, This is Woodrow. Did I Wake You?

(The following is a text written 21 years ago on the occasion of a commemoration of Woodrow Borah, the Shepherd Professor, Emeritus, at Berkeley. I didn’t go, but someone–who knows, delivered it. It is verbatim. Borah once called me on a Saturday morning at 10:00 A.M. The title was his memorable opening sally. I had been up since 6:30 A.M. writing lectures.)

Published by RJS El Tejano

I sarcastically call myself El Tejano because I'm from Philadelphia and live in South Texas. Not a great fit, but sometimes, economists notwithstanding, you don't get to choose. My passions are jazz, Mexican history and economics. Go figure

2 thoughts on “Dick, This is Woodrow. Did I Wake You?

  1. Those who have moved on to other neighborhoods where we can’t quite visit them in the usual ways — call them “the dead” if you want to be unimaginative — love to be remembered. Woodrow might not be smiling (who knows if spirits grin?) but this reader certainly is.

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