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  • Mt. Nittany Marathon

    Mt. Nittany Marathon

    The inaugural Mt. Nittany Marathon has run its course. The Conservancy would like to extend a huge THANK YOU to all the runners, volunteers, and sponsors who made the event a success.

    The hot, humid day made it a tough course but the supportive volunteers at water stops and all of the turns were great and really helped out the runners. We heard that there were a few impromptu stations as well along the course. In addition to the water, Gatorade and gels provided for the race, volunteers brought their own snacks, watermelon, cookies, and candy for the runners.

    Thanks again to the people of our wonderful community.

    A total of 138 runners completed the marathon with 43 female and 95 male finishers.

    Open Men
    1. AJ Kelly, 31, Altoona, PA (2:45:48)
    2. Thomas Rudowsky, 20, Lexington Park, MD (2:57:35)
    3. Richard Koubek, 24, State College, PA (2:58:46)

    Open Women
    1. Kathryn Koetje-Simin, 42, State College, PA (3:32:15)
    2. Jessica Sarnicola, 33, New York, NY (3:33:55)
    3. Becky Wittrig, 45, Port Matilda, PA (3:39:40)

    Click here for Full Race Results (PDF) or click here for Marathon Images.

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    Image: Tom Shakely

  • Mount Nittany Marathon 2013

    The 2013 Mount Nittany Marathon is in the books!!!!  Congratulations to all the runners and THANK YOU to the hundreds of wonderful Volunteers and our fantastic Sponsors!!

    Race results are posted on the Nittany Valley Running Club website HERE.

    Volunteer Jerry Harrington took pictures of most of the runners between mile 16 & 17.  They are posted on Filckr HERE.

    Photographer Richie Sherman took photos along the marathon route.  They are posted on SmugMug HERE

    Runner Tom Shakely blogged about his experience HERE. 

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    The Mt. Nittany Marathon is a scenic 26.2 mile certified course winding around the area of its namesake – Mt. Nittany. Utilizing local bike paths and roadways, the inaugural marathon is on a Sunday morning in September when historical average temperatures range from a low of 50 degrees to a high of 77 degrees Fahrenheit. Based on current qualifying dates, the Mt. Nittany Marathon will also serve as a last-chance qualifier for the 2014 Boston Marathon (USATF Certification Code: PA13044WB.  Certified course map available here: http://www.usatf.org/events/courses/maps/showMap.asp?courseID=PA13044WB).

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    Start & Finish: Medlar Field at Lubrano Park on the Penn State University main campus near Beaver Stadium,  State College, PA.  Google map HERE.

    Date: Sunday, September 1, 2013

    Time: 8:00 AM

    COURSE MAP: Click MtNittanyMarathonCourse (Other versions: One-Page color with Water Stations Marathon_Course; or click the following for a MapMyRun version: http://www.mapmyrun.com/routes/view/272179557

    Cost: $50 before May 31, 2013; $75 from June 1 – Aug. 16, 2013. Deadline is August 16, 2013.

    Registration is Closed (Entry Deadline was August 16, 2013 — See you next year!)

    Registered Runner List: Click HERE

    Need a place to stay?  Click HERE for a list of local hotels and B&B’s that are offering SPECIAL RATES for Marathon weekend!

    Pasta Dinner before the race! — Saturday evening, August 31, 2013 is America’s Longest Pasta Table in downtown State College!  Come be part of the record!  Registered Marathon Runners receive a 50% discount — only $5.00 per person.

    VOLUNTEERS!!   We need YOU!!  NO EXPERIENCE NECESSARY!   Volunteer for the marathon, help preserve Mt. Nittany, AND get a FREE T-shirt!  Click Marathon_Volunteer_Needs to see the different opportunities available, then email John Hook at John@MtNittany.org with your preference and we’ll get you signed up!

    Marathon Entry Fees Include:

    • Long-Sleeve Women’s or Men’s Tech Shirt
    • Commemorative Inaugural Mt. Nittany Certificate
    • On-Course Refreshments (Water and Gatorade at every “Station”; Gel at Stations 3/5) and Post-Race Food and Refreshments
    • Disposable ChampionChips with bib identifiers

    On Course Refreshments/Aid Stations: Approximately every other mile starting at just beyond the 3 mile mark.  11 stations total: 3.5 miles; 6.1 miles; 8.6 miles; 11 miles; 13.6 miles; 15 miles; 17.1 miles; 19 miles; 21.5 miles; 23.1 miles; 24.9 miles.  Porta-Potty(ies) available at 3.5 miles, 6.1 miles, 21.5 miles & 23.1 miles.

    Eligibility: To compete in the Mt. Nittany Marathon you must be at least 18 years of age.

    Pacing Requirements: All athletes entering the Marathon must maintain a 16-minute per mile pace or faster throughout the entire race and finish within 7 (seven) hours. Anyone not able to maintain a 16-minute per mile pace may be picked up and transported to the finish. You may be picked up at any point along the course for not maintaining a 16-minute per mile pace. We suggest you train for a 15-minute per mile pace or faster to allow time for breaks (restroom breaks, refreshment stops, etc.).

    Packet Pick-Up Location & Times:

    • Saturday, August 31, 2013: 1:00 – 4:00 PM, Centre County/Penn State Visitor Center, 800 Park Ave., State College, PA 16803 (corner of Park Ave. & Porter Road – enter parking lot from Porter Road)
    • Saturday, August 31, 2013: 5:00 – 7:00 PM, Registration tent at America’s Longest Pasta Table, corner of Pugh Street and Calder Alley, downtown State College
    • Sunday, September 1, 2013: Race site (Medlar Field at Lubrano Park) starting at 6:00 a.m.

    Race Day Parking: There is plenty of free parking in paved lots around Beaver Stadium, the Bryce Jordan Center and Medlar Field, all within a few hundred yards of the Start/Finish line.

    Waiver/Packet Pick-Up: To pick up your race packet prior to race day, you must bring a Photo ID. No exceptions will be made. If someone else is picking up your packet, the individual picking up on your behalf must provide his/her Photo ID and a copy of your Photo ID.

    Cancellation Policy: Registration fees for the 2013 Mt. Nittany Marathon are non-refundable.

    Safety Reminder: For the safety of yourself and the other participants, baby joggers, strollers, baby carriers, baby backpacks, inline skates, motorized scooters, bicycles, skateboards, canes, crutches, walkers, walking sticks and animals of any kind are prohibited from the course. If you are seen in violation of one of these you will be removed from the course and transported to the finish. Headphones are discouraged due to traffic patterns throughout the course that require complete attention to ensure your safety.

    Bib Numbers: Each runner will be issued a bib number at Packet Pick-Up. It is the responsibility of the runner to wear the bib number during the race. If a runner is seen without their bib number while running on the course, they will be removed from the course for security and safety reasons.

    Timing & Results: The Mt. Nittany Marathon is a timed event. The disposable ChampionChips timing system will be used with both a start and finish sensor to provide an accurate result for every participant and to eliminate a need to rush the start. A link to results will be posted on this page following the conclusion of the race.

    Weather: The race will be held rain or shine. If there is lightning in the area the race will either have a delayed start or, depending on the intensity of the weather, be cancelled. The determination will be made by the Marathon organizers. Runner and Volunteer safety will not be compromised.

    Lightning Policy: Marathon operations will shut down when lightning is 5 miles out from the event areas. Operations will not resume until the lightning is 5 miles out moving away from the event areas. Marathon organizers will determine this using the “Flash to Bang Rule” and weather radar. The Organizers will determine a course of action: to operate in the weather, delay the event, or cancel the event. The “Flash to Bang Rule” is applied by measuring the time (in seconds) between a visual lightning “Flash” and hearing the resulting “Bang”. This time is then divided by a factor of “5” to obtain distance in miles. For example, 25 seconds between “Flash” and “Bang” divided by “5” equals 5 miles.

    Awards: Top 3 Overall Male and Female winners will receive awards at a presentation at the conclusion of the race on Sunday, September 1, 2013. Please note overall awards are based on Gun Time.

    Age Group and any additional awards will be distributed by mail after the event. (Please allow 4-6 weeks for delivery.) Age Group and any additional awards will be based on Net Time. A runner will not receive two awards for the same race result.

    ADDITIONAL INFORMATION or QUESTIONS: Contact John Hook, President of the Mount Nittany Conservancy at John@MtNittany.org.

  • Mount Nittany Memories

    Mount Nittany Memories

    Tom Shakely’s “Conserving Mount Nittany” pairs original interviews and analysis with a wealth of previously-published but little-known content to create a definitive history of our community’s preservation of the mountain in its natural state. Rather brilliantly, I think, he contrasts this great success with the comparatively underwhelming “preservation” of Hort Woods, the once-sprawling sylvan refuge on Penn State’s campus that today is but a shade of its former self.

    Its launch was covered by Onward State. The book presents the story of Mount Nittany’s conservation as “dynamic environmentalism,” Tom’s notion that natural preservation efforts are most effective when understood within a community/cultural context. I think this comes out in the comments about Mount Nittany below, which have come in as a result of the book’s release. Part of what makes the spirit of the Valley so special is that, although it feels timeless and immutable, we also each experience it in our own individual ways. While Mount Nittany means something different to each of us, it means something to all of us.

    You’ll see this at work in the comments excerpted below. I hope you will enjoy reading them and that they may stir some of your own memories of the Mountain (or inspire a first journey, if you’ve never been). You can extend the experience by owning Tom’s book and learning more about the Mount Nittany Conservancy.

    “My favorite memories of the mountain are climbing it with the Blue Band… It was a great time becoming closer with different people in the 300+ band and having fun enjoying the wonderful views the mountain gives with everyone.”

    “In the fall of 2009, myself and 34 other THON Rules & Regulations Captains made climbing Mt. Nittany one of our team building exercises. On a nice weekend morning, we helped each other climb to the top with the wooden pallet, some hot dogs, marshmallows, and all of our cameras or camera phones for that picture every Penn Stater should take at the top with the Happiest Valley in the world in the background!”

    “I’ll always remember the first time I climbed Mount Nittany, the summer before my freshman year. I was a bit uneasy preparing for the ‘college experience’ but ultimately very excited. The view from the top of Mt. Nittany at dusk, the setting sun covering State College in a hue of sunset orange, is an incredible sight It left me feeling secure and calm.”

    “I loved looking through my binoculars and pointing out Beaver Stadium, Old Main, west campus (where I lived at the time). These were all of the Penn State staples and for the first time I really got to put into perspective how immense our campus is and thought about how so many diverse activities could fit into such a relatively small area. I had always heard our campus referred to as the ‘Penn State bubble,’ but from this view it didn’t necessarily seem like a bad thing.”

    “We had the perfect afternoon a few days after a snowfall in February… The view was incredible that day. Snow blanketed the valley and it was calm and quiet. We will never forget that day and what led to many more hikes/races to the top!”

    “Climbing Mt. Nittany is a rite of passage for all Penn Staters who, upon making the journey, have their eyes opened and their vision enhanced to the world beyond and the possibilities that lie over the next horizon. I personally remember many such climbs including those undertaken as an NROTC midshipman. They served as a reminder of what we protect and why we were called to do so.”

  • Introducing ‘Conserving Mount Nittany: A Dynamic Environmentalism’

    Introducing ‘Conserving Mount Nittany: A Dynamic Environmentalism’

    What are the things we care to conserve?

    I’ve been fascinated by the idea that there are certain things we can preserve through time, keeping safe from change, passing along from generation to generation—and yet keep them as living parts of our lives, rather than mere artifacts. In families, heirlooms serve this role. They’re not untouchable things kept behind museum glass. They’re objects that acquire new significance with each passing year. A grandfather’s gun or war uniform, fine china, or a simple photo album.

    Entire communities have their own heirlooms, so to speak. They conserve certain things as a benefit for all, and for the future. Nationally we do this with places like Yosemite or Yellowstone. In Central Pennsylvania, the people of the Nittany Valley have done it for nearly a century now with Mount Nittany. The Mountain, owned and maintained by the people through voluntary association, is a “public good, privately owned,” as the Mount Nittany Conservancy thinks of it.

    It’s Central Pennsylvania’s most famous mountain, and a symbol of Penn State University and the Nittany Valley. Yet the story of Mount Nittany’s conservation hasn’t really been told except in bits and pieces. I wanted to tell that story, which is why I wrote “Conserving Mount Nittany: A Dynamic Environmentalism.”

    “Conserving Mount Nittany,” published by Nittany Valley Press and available in paperback as well as on Kindle, iBooks, and Nook, tells the story of the conservation of the mountain through original research and conversation with Dr. Ben Novak, the founder of the Mount Nittany Conservancy. It’s an easy, invigorating read at 180 pages—perfect for a slow summer afternoon. While the book is available now, I’m treating summer as a sort of “soft launch” period, meaning I won’t be promoting the book heavily or doing any speaking engagements until autumn—but it’s yours to enjoy now if you’re ready.

    In writing and assembling the book, I purposely sought to craft a comfortable, conversational narrative tone. It’s my hope that after reading it, you’ll be able to put it down feeling like we’ve just sat together reminiscing and reflecting over a lager at The Tavern, or maybe a coffee at The Cheese Shop. I didn’t want this to be a boring, distant history, but instead a lively and human one.

    Roger L. Williams, Executive Director of the Penn State Alumni Association, praises “Conserving Mount Nittany” as a “meta-story of pride, determination, and action born of love … to preserve the largest natural physical symbol of our alma mater.”

    The story of Mount Nittany, as I seek to convey in the book, is that of a remarkable and dynamic sort of environmentalism—because its story is just as much a story of the people of the Nittany Valley as it is any dry effort to preserve some land tract. Mount Nittany provides a chance for anyone who hikes her or simply admires her to learn a bit about themselves. As Terry Dunkle has put it so well, it’s chance to stop and listen to the “whisperings of the heart” that can get drowned out in the noise of everyday life. It’s a chance to recover oneself amidst an evergreen nature.

    We are part of Mount Nittany’s continuing story, in other words, which is why I’d like to hear a story of your own about the Mountain. The first ten people to offer a reflection or share an experience of Mount Nittany in the comments will get a complimentary copy of “Conserving Mount Nittany” in their format of choice. Share a great short story, and let me know what sort of copy you’d like.

    It was a really very fun book to assemble. It’s gratifying to see it in print, and I hope it can be a worthwhile and exciting guidebook for Penn Staters everywhere and especially the special people of the Nittany Valley, who every morning get to wake, live, and love in Mount Nittany’s gentle shadow.

  • State College Young Professionals

    State College Young Professionals

    Huge Shout-Out to the Young Professionals of State College for there work on the Mountain. It was a hot, muggy last day of June for a work party. But as you can see below, team work was the order of the day.

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    State College Young Professionals volunteer on the Mountain June 30, 2013

    This is what was accomplished:

    • Removed three downed trees obstructing the White trail from Station #2 to Station #10.
    • Repositioned a large log that had broken loose at the Lynch Overlook and put rock stoppers in front of it and 3 other big logs that needed reinforcement.
    • Replaced 10-12 water bars that had washed out or deteriorated due to heavy rains.

    If you see or know a member of the group, please extend another Thank You to them for us!

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    State College Young Professions were a strong and effective group.
  • The Student Contributions to Penn State

    The Mount Nittany Conservancy’s “Ben Novak Fellowship” provides Penn Staters and Nittany Valley residents an opportunity to encounter the Nittany Valley’s legendary spirit through cultural and environmental experiences meant to enhance appreciation for our distinctive community and encourage friendships for the future. The Mount Nittany Conservancy’s Ben Novak Archives are intended to help new generations encounter the Ben Novak Fellowship’s namesake.

    Ben Novak, founder of the Mount Nittany Conservancy, delivered the following speech in his capacity as a Penn State Trustee to the Board of Trustees at its November 1989 meeting:

    Chairman Huck, President Jordan, President Althaus, President Martin, Representative Donaldson, Chairwoman Atwood, Members of the Board:

    The subject I am addressing today is students. Everybody likes stories. So sit back and relax, and let me tell one of the greatest stories of the spirit of Penn State and what it has meant to the greatness of this University. It is a story rarely told, and so for most of you will be new. It is a wonderful story of how much the students of this University have contributed to most of the things we feel are really great about Penn State over the past 130 years. For the student body, acting on its own, independently, usually without administrative or Trustee support, has played a vital role in Penn State’s growth which is without parallel by almost any other portion of the university community.

    Our story begins with a dream, the dream of our Founder and first President, Evan Pugh. When Evan Pugh arrived at the Farmer’s High School to take up his duties as President in 1859, he found little to excite the imagination. He found a building under construction, and a few students who came to learn the practical aspects of agriculture and the mechanic arts. It was a high school, and barely that; little more than a vocational trade school for farmers. But Evan Pugh had a dream that Penn State was to be more, much more than that. In his mind’s eye he saw the great University that was to be. “I would create a noble institution,” he said, “such as Yale or Harvard or Princeton.”

    But how was such a dream to be even begun, let alone realized? Evan Pugh turned to the students. Penn State would have to be more than a vocational trades school. Evan Pugh had told the students that “the only regret of his entire childhood” he later wrote, had been “those two years wasted in learning a trade.” So he inspired them to make the Farmer’s High School more than a trade school and to make themselves more than just tradesmen, but to become men of character. And in the fall of 1859, the students raised $250 and began to make the school a real College. They formed the Washington and the Cresson Literary Societies. Without faculty, budget, position or status, the students began to mold Penn State into the University it was to become. These societies created their own reading room, and built up libraries that Wayland Dunaway recounts, rivaled the College Library. In 1896 funds were made available to create chairs of language, literature, history and philosophy, and the College began to provide the Liberal Arts education our land grant charter had called for. But for 37 years, the students had done it largely on their own, creating the spirit of a real University before we were even a college.

    These student societies created the first printed publications ever published at Penn State. In 1873 and 1874 they brought out the Cresson Annual and the Photosphere. These were completely created and funded by the students themselves. Indeed, in the earliest issue the editors reported that their journal was not only “the latest thing out,” but that the editors were also “out, out of pocket.”

    The journals continued until 1887 when these two Societies formed a Joint Committee to bring out a regular college newspaper called the Free Lance. The Free Lance, as you know, was the forerunner of the Daily Collegian. Just two years ago, the Collegian celebrated its 100th Anniversary, remembering the founding by students, on their own, of what became Penn State’s award winning daily newspaper.

    But creating the forerunners of the College of Liberal Arts, and the Daily Collegian were not the only things that students created on their own.

    The 1890s are recorded in the official history books as the years of great growth for Penn State. In the late 1880s under the dynamic leadership of President George W. Atherton, funds became available for new buildings and an expansion of the campus which would enable the college to increase in size by almost one thousand per cent in the next few decades.

    But that period of growth was also a time of crisis for Penn State. The plans for the college called for growth, but there were no funds for dormitories. The town had not grown enough to provide for an influx of that many students. If the college were to grow, where were the students to be housed?

    The College once more looked to student initiative. In 1887 the ban on Fraternities and secret societies was lifted. Students were allowed to organize themselves independently. The results were spectacular. In the next 20 years, the students built 38 dormitories on the campus and downtown, in the form of Fraternities. The student body grew from 287 in 1887 to about 2,500 in that period, with about three quarters of these new students living in entirely student created housing.

    In effect, once freed of administrative oversight and intervention, students built an average of almost two dormitories a year from 1888 to 1918. They did this without administration support, without a Dean of Students to do it for them, and without government funding. They did it on their own. And they made those Fraternity houses the most beautiful buildings and architecture in the entire Borough.

    Without students providing this housing on their own, our campus could not have grown. There was no General State Authority then. There were only the local banks and local mortgage financing. But Penn State students were able to bond themselves together, in such strong bonds of loyalty, that the Penn State Alumni News reported in the 1920s that banks considered these student fraternities to be the safest investment in the United States.

    Football today we like to think of as one of the most important parts of Penn State life. It, too, was begun entirely by students, without help from faculty, administration or the Board of Trustees. Intercollegiate football games were originally organized entirely by students, beginning in about 1882, with the first “regular season” in 1887. This was set up without any administrative support, without coaches, and little but student initiative. Indeed, it is recorded in the history books that,

    “…prior to 1894 the student body frequently raised and discussed the question; why do not the Faculty and Alumni take more interest in athletics?”

    Indeed, the early athletic programs at Penn State were entirely funded by the students themselves. Dean Erwin Runkle reported:

    “Games are financed by subscription; by contributions from the players themselves; by a series of lectures and entertainments…”

    From the earliest, intercollegiate games, until 1891, there was no paid coach, until in that year the student body petitioned for one, and voted to add one dollar to their student activities fee on their tuition bill to fund a “Chair of Physical Culture,” so that they could have a coach.

    It was student initiative, student self-sacrifice, and student creativity which created both our football team and our College of Physical Education. They raised their own tuition, taxed themselves, and initiated the whole sports program at Penn State, by themselves.

    Student initiative also created our college spirit and traditions. In 1907 a few students anonymously brought out a monthly publication, called The Lemon. In it, the students ribbed the Professors and other students, and argued strenuously for a school flag, school mascot, school colors. They raised school spirit and the student body adopted the Nittany Lion as our mascot, blue and white as our school colors, the official class ring, and the school songs we still sing at Football games.

    The editors of The Lemon also had a magnificent sense of humor. Shortly after starting The Lemon, another anonymous publication appeared, called The Squeeze, which lampooned and ridiculed everything which The Lemon advocated. The campus came alive through the dueling of The Lemon and The Squeeze for almost two years. It was only after the students who brought out The Lemon graduated that the campus learned that both journals had been brought out by the same group of students!

    You can easily guess that these two journals were also the genesis for The Froth, Penn State’s longtime student humor journal.

    In the 1940s came new challenges to students. After World War II Penn State grew like “Topsy” in order to meet the needs of thousands of returning veterans on the GI Bill. The Administration grew, and soon took over almost all of Old Main. The student offices and club rooms and meeting rooms were removed. The students were given a small temporary building, called the TUB, to serve the needs of 5,000 students. That same building we know today as the Robeson Cultural Center.

    This time the students needed help. They petitioned the Board of Trustees for a student bookstore and commissary and a student union building. All were denied. The Board had funds for everything except students. But, rather than demonstrating or protesting, the students once again showed that magnificent Penn State spirit which had served the College so long and so well. It was the Penn State student “can do” spirit which said, “Okay, we’ll do it on our own.”

    And they did. They created their own student bookstore and book exchange, the forerunner of the huge Penn State Bookstore today. That bookstore was entirely run and managed by students from 1949 until the late 1960s. I particularly remember this because from 1962 to 1964 I spent many long hours and late nights serving on its student board of control.

    The students not only created a store, they also built the HUB, their own student union building, by themselves. They devised a two part plan. First, a student insurance program with funds from premiums going into a student union fund. And, second, in a wonderful show of student spirit and self-sacrifice, the student leaders of the All-College Cabinet met in 121 Sparks in May of 1950, and once again voted to raise their own tuition.

    At that time, and since the 1890s, when the $1 was added to the start the football team, the tuition bill had two parts; regular tuition, and a student activities fee set by, and distributed by, students themselves.

    It was this student activities fee portion of the bill that they increased. Now that increase in 1950 was much larger, percentagewise, than the 10 per cent increase in tuition which this Board voted just two years ago. But the students, at that time, gladly voted to increase their tuition because they knew the College needed a student union.

    What was most impressive was a rather startling fact. The students who voted to increase their tuition in 1950 knew that they themselves would never get to use the facility that they were paying for. The HUB did not open until 1955, five years after all the students who voted for it had graduated. But they had a belief in Penn State, and a willingness to sacrifice for Penn State, and they gladly voted to increase their own tuition for the Penn State that was to be.

    It is an interesting footnote that after the HUB was built, the fee was never rescinded. In a deft move, the administration incorporated the enlarged student activities fee into the general budget and announced they would appropriate money for student activities from the general fund. Thus, at a single stroke, the student vehicle to creativity, which had created the football team, the forerunner of the College of Physical Education, and had built the HUB, was removed. And, it seems, the students are still paying for the HUB 39 years later.

    But through it all, Penn State grew in depth and stature, in tradition and in size, largely made possible, when the going got tough, by looking to student initiative to create for Penn State what was needed.

    Many of you enjoy the Central Pennsylvania Festival of the Arts every year. Today the festival attracts about 300,000 visitors to State College each year, and is one of the top summer attractions of both Penn State and the town.

    But the Arts Festival, too, was initiated by students in the early 1960s. It was begun by students of the HUB Committee and run for several years as the “Spring Arts Festival,” a very successful student celebration of the Arts.

    I fondly remember the student arts festivals very well, because in 1964 I was “pinned” to the beautiful chairwoman of the Festival (who, back in those days was still called a “Chairman”) and presented her with a lovely bouquet of red roses at the Festival Finale.

    In 1966 the Spring Arts Festival was taken over by State College and the University and made the Central Pennsylvania Festival of the Arts. It is no win its 23rd successful year and many of us have annually attended it. But its beginning arose from the genius, initiative, creativity and hard work of students.

    There are many more stories about the contributions which students, when they have been given the chance, have been able to make toward the greatness and growth of Penn State. Both in times of crisis and in times of great growth, they have provided the spirit and concrete contributions which have impelled Penn State along its present path of greatness.

    When we look around the campus, from Rec Hall to Old Main, from the Nittany Lion to the Hetzel Union Building, from the College of Physical Education to the College of Liberal Arts, from the campus to the more than 50 beautiful buildings of the Fraternity District. We see the contributions of student creativity, innovation, self-sacrifice and constructiveness.

    What is the moral of the story I have told? It is this;

    Penn State is a living body, and the student body is an important organ of that body. And just like your own body, when one organ is not functioning well—whether it be the heart, lungs or liver or brain—the entire body ceases to function well. I believe that the student body is an organ of Penn State which is as important to the health of the whole, and has as much to contribute, as the faculty, the administration, the Board of Trustees, the staff, and the alumni.

    Students are not customers, nor commodities, nor resources to be managed. The student body is a vital organ of the University which has contributed much to Penn State’s growth and greatness in the past, and has an even greater contribution to make in the future. All they need is your respect and a chance to show what they can do in the future, on their own.

    I have a dream. I see a day when the TK sports part of the student body at Penn State, in independent, constructive endeavors, in adventures of the mind and spirit, in publications and organizations, can engage and enlist the enthusiasm and involvement of our alumni just as much as the football team. And I see the student body, working with townspeople and alumni, making Penn State and the Nittany Valley—and all our Commonwealth campuses—the most intellectually exciting, morally stimulating and mentally alive campuses of all the colleges and Universities in America. I would like this to be our dream.

    The key to unlocking that creativity is what it has always been: independence—the same key that unlocked the greatness of America in 1776. When students are free of red-tape and bureaucracy, whenever they are let go to organize themselves and encouraged to work creatively with townspeople and alumni; they have done nothing but bring glory, pride and honor to Penn State, and contribute to the greatness of our University.

    And so I ask you, remember the students. They are our reason for being. They are our pride. They are the source of our spirit. They are our past and they are our future. They earn the honors. They win the football games. They are what we exist for. Without the students, no matter what else we do, we would not be able to call ourselves a University.

  • The Initiation: A Parable of the Mifflin Streak

    The following poetry was provided to the Mount Nittany Conservancy in the 1990s by a Penn State who wished to remain anonymous. It is presented here as an ode to a Penn State tradition of many years.


    I have often climbed Mount Nittany and spent afternoons and sometimes all night gazing at the valley and the campus. In my mind I would wander, trying to find a deeper meaning in the commonplace things which are often dismissed as unimportant. One day I was sitting on Mount Nittany thinking of what had happened last spring at the “Mifflin Streak.” That was when the idea of this poem came to me.

    The poem is not set on campus, but begins at the foot of a mountain as an initiation ceremony. The poem would seem to have no connection to the Mifflin Streak, except in the wandering mind of a poet.

    The initiation described has no counterpart in fact except that I freely admit to borrowing from newspaper accounts of initiations at other colleges at other times.

    These verses were not written to be skimmed with the eyes, but to be read aloud, several times, moving the lips, giving a chance for the rhythm to be physically felt and for the images to take sensual form. The goal is not to convey information, nor to make a point, but to break through the crust of everyday experience. For poetry is, in its best sense, our deepest longings taking form in our imagination, bringing our senses into congruence with the deepest felt experiences of our civilization.

    The Initiation

    I. 

    Assembled under ancient trees
    On paths once strode by Indian Braves
    Initiates of a noble order
    Waking spirits from their graves.

    Eyes enfolded in a kerchief
    Cannot see to walk or stand
    Up the Mountain blindly climbing
    Hand on shoulder, hand in hand.

    Footsteps groping through the forest
    Feeling for each stone and leaf
    Crossing logs and brooks and gullies
    Hearing whispered ancient beliefs.

    Trusting blindly to tradition
    To those who walked where they now tread
    Beating hearts must trust in friendship
    To someday lead where they’re now led.

    Past the ledge where ancient fires
    Warmed the hunters, cooked their kill
    Spirits of brave men long ago
    Still take away the dark night’s chill.

    II.

    At a pool of deep still water
    Guides remove the kerchief blind
    The young boys stare at stars reflected
    In the pool and in their minds.

    At the spring they taste the water
    Which anoints them deep inside
    Makes them part of past primeval
    Awakening what they thought had died.

    Now it lives! And they’re the vessels
    Bodies with new lives to wear
    Dreams unfolding, visions rising
    From depths they did not know were there.

    They sense within them spirits moving
    They hear old cries of victory
    They feel the deaths — and births — of heroes
    And lose their fear of agony.

    III.

    Then on they walk in wonder waiting
    Each mind reeling, then at peace
    Blindly following ever upward
    Led to unknown mysteries.

    Walking through the forest primeval
    Under vaults of ancient trees
    ‘Til they feel they’re in an opening
    Their blinds removed so they can see.

    In the clearing men stand naked
    Sons of fathers, sons of sons
    Leaping flames and blazing fires
    Beckon to the chosen ones.

    Light illumines awe-struck faces
    Unexpected shock appears
    Dismay, concern at what will happen
    ‘Til the voices calm their fears:

    “You do not live in just this moment
    Others before you faced it, too
    You will stand here naked next year
    Feeling the fear we felt from you.

    “The nakedness you see before you
    Is not for you to touch or feel
    Pleasure is not what man was made for
    Higher goals will be your seal.

    “For the beauty of the gods in heaven
    Is not their flesh, it’s not their youth
    That’s only the visage of their spirit
    To be a man is to seek the truth.

    “But truth’s alarming, truth’s unsettling
    Truth does frighten, truth is spurned
    That’s the reason for this baring
    This the lesson to be learned:

    “Never fear the naked body
    Never fear the naked soul
    Never avoid the naked truth
    And never reject the naked role.

    “Never fear humiliation
    Don’t fear suffering, pain or tears
    The mark of a man is never flinching
    The only thing to fear — is fear.

    “If you have courage and heart and honor
    You’ll stand naked before all men
    You’ll follow your heart where ere it leads you
    Into the flames or the lion’s den.

    “So learn this lesson, learn it well, boys,
    On this our brotherhood depends:
    Having guts is all that matters
    When that is lost, our brotherhood ends.”

    This is how the bond is fashioned
    Naked truth becomes a trust
    Fear transformed by faithful listening
    Words can now break through the crust.

    IV.

    The men now dress in sacred clothing
    Cloaks of honor, caps of care
    Naked truth, a source of loathing
    Now is something they can bear.

    Now they circle round the camp fire
    Each one sits to form a ring
    Then the elders rise to face them
    Each in turn to speak and sing.

    Now are told the ancient stories
    Here the secrets are revealed
    Now the spirit’s incarnated
    Here the fellowship is sealed.

    Then silence. The fire dies to embers
    And in the dark, stars reappear
    The men in cloaks resume their journey
    Young men follow without fear.

    V.

    As they walk they see the stars are
    Growing closer, step by step,
    The earth recedes, the ground grows farther
    They’d enter heaven if they leapt.

    They walk until they reach the summit
    Of the sacred Mount they climb
    Here occurs the last experience
    Which must break the bonds of time.

    For time corrupts and time effaces
    Time’s the enemy of man
    Unless it’s formed in timeless places
    A bond can shift like shifting sand.

    When they reach the highest point
    Where the Mountain touches sky
    Here each man beholds his brother
    Stares him sternly in the eye.

    Hands reach out to pluck the stars
    And place them where his brother sees
    From this night on his brother’s eyes
    Will be his mark of loyalty.

    When stars replace the eyes they glisten
    Streams of diamonds flood the face
    Stars are the eyes of gods and angels
    The beauty seen by the oldest race.

    Nothing can efface this moment
    Can’t erase this time or place
    Each man sees within his brother
    The starry eyes of all the race.

    At that moment every man
    Who has ever lived or ever died
    Is still alive and sees them seeing
    And gazes right back through their eyes.

    Then the gaze is quickly broken
    Resurgent time has healed the breach
    Timelessness has no duration
    The stars are once more out of reach.

    VI.

    In silence they begin descending
    And wonder if they’ve dreamed it all
    ‘Til tears they see on their brothers’ cheeks
    In the light of stars like diamonds fall.

    Now they know the sacred meaning
    Understand why time was breached
    Their eyes now see down through the ages
    Farther than they’ve ever reached.

    The ancient wisdom’s been transmitted
    As it’s always been from age to age
    The light of the world is in their eyes
    As was foretold by the ancient sage.

    VII.

    They’ll never talk of what has happened
    Never say what they have seen
    But they’re now men of deeper courage
    Deeper strength and deeper dreams.

    And each evening they remember
    The time they climbed that Mountain top,
    Recall the naked truth they learned there
    And the time when time was made to stop.

    Something happens on that Mountain
    Something to do with faith and stars
    It’s easy to know just who’s been up there
    Look for the men whose eyes see far:

    Naked truth becomes their passion
    And they seek stars most men don’t seek
    And timeless eyes watch o’er their sons
    And diamonds glisten on their cheeks.

    Epilogue
    An Imaginary Student’s Response

    “And if this hasn’t happened to us
    Why has it not? I’d like to know
    The stars in the sky seem far away
    Where di the men of courage go?

    “Let’s climb that Mountain, pluck the stars
    Two for your eyes, two for mine
    Brothers and guts we know we need
    We’ve got to stretch the bonds of time.

    “We’ll learn the secrets on our own
    Like all such things, they’re plain to see
    We’ll search the wisdom in old books
    Until we’ve found the ancient key.

    “Such a quest is worth all efforts
    Nothing else will suit my eyes
    Until I find the men of courage
    And see the watchers in the skies.

    “And if you won’t go, I’ll go alone
    I’ve got to overcome my fear
    Damn it! There is more to life
    Than textbooks, classes, parties, beer.”