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At Least One More Time

Cribbet As most of you know, I have been associated with the University of Illinois for half a century. I started as a student in 1940, was gone for about four and a half years in World War II, came back and finished after the war and started my teaching career here in 1947. I'm sure that is not a record, but it certainly comes close to it as far as the University of Illinois College of Law is concerned.

I have been fond of saying recently when various people were presenting me with plaques for this achievement or that, that I have always felt there were three ages of man. The first age was the age of preparation — while you went to school and became prepared for a professional career. The second was the age of achievement — when you reached the point where you really were able to accomplish something and put your education to use. And finally was the age of plaques when people say how good you look and give you a plaque, and you know then it is time to begin to wind your career down. I guess I've now added a fourth, and that is the age of video tapes, when they are afraid you won't last much longer so they want to provide something that will at least last as long as the rule of perpetuities.

"At least (these stories) may recall to you some of your law school experiences and some of the delightful moments we have shared together over my four decades and more of teaching."

I was asked to make a few comments, and I am pretty much geared for the 50 minute hour, and so I may not be quite as succinct as the request from Gene Wurth would indicate. There is a teacher of English here at the University of Illinois who once told her students that they should learn to write very succinctly. She said, "I want you to prepare a short story for me in not more than two pages. I want it to deal with theodiety, with aristocracy, with sex, and with mystery." One student held up his hand and said, "I've got it already in one sentence." He obviously was not a prelaw student. She said I don't believe it, let me hear what it is. He said, "Well, it goes like this: 'Great God,' cried the Duchess. 'I'm pregnant, and I don't know who done it!'

Well, I really don't have any intention of being that succinct but I do want to share with you a few of my favorite stories that most of you have heard over the years. You won't be surprised to learn that I have quite a file of these, indeed one of the wonderful things about teaching someplace else is that all those stories are totally new and aren't even in the students' notes. It's like the minister who goes to a new town and can use all of his old sermons all over again.

But these stories all had a point, and they fit in at the appropriate point in the course. Told separately, they may lose a lot of their punch, but at least there are three or four of them that I have had so many requests for, that I wanted to tell them at least one more time.

The first of these goes back to my very beginning as a teacher when I told the Big Picture Story, which in many ways, has become somewhat of a hallmark.