Word: chaires
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Coming to Harvard during the depression years of the '30s, Wald started as an instructor and tutor in Biochemistry, receiving tenure in 1948. He was named to the Higgins chair in 1968. Wald had isolated Vitamin A in the human retina before he came to Harvard and eventually won the Nobel Prize in Physiology for his vision research. Today, Wald says it is his dedication to and understanding of science, rather than belief in any specific political philosophy, that has compelled him to become a social activist. He admired Salvadore Allende's Marxist government but says, "I don't know...
...Korean Traders Association (KTA) promised $1 million to the East Asian Research Center for the establishment of a chair in Korean economy and society and the funding of several research projects. But with revelations this past fall concerning the extensive involvement of the Korean Central Intelligence Agency (KCIA) in U.S. affairs, and allegations of a direct link between the KTA and the Korean government, the political implications of the grant must be carefully considered...
...became a full professor in 1940, and in 1958 became the first person to fill the Loeb University Professor's chair, in part because it was felt his ability to inspire his students should not be restricted to the Law School...
...Evans name out of the wire story on the Harvard violence, and his brother wanted to know why Mac was involved. The arrest of his brother didn't hurt Lester Evans politically; he became lieutenant governor and would certainly have made it at least to the governor's chair. But he developed a brain tumor that killed him in office. His brother's experience, as well as his father's career in politics and the foreign service that ended in self-imposed exile in South America because of charges that he had collaborated with communists, led Mac to suspect that...
...Close to midnight, by which time our host and we had drunk silly quantities of wine, his wife appeared in the doorway of what must have been the bedroom, wearing an old flannel bathrobe. "Are you coming to bed soon?" she asked. Her husband shrugged himself out of his chair, his shirt hanging loosely from his trousers, purple stains of zinfandel on all three of us. My friend and I went reluctantly to the door, shook hands, climbed the stairs to the street and started down the sidewalk. After a moment my friend spoke. "Do you think they're doing...