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  • The End of Ideology

    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.

    In 1962 Daniel Bell published a book called The End of Ideology, whose major premise was that the age of great men, great beliefs, and great worlds was over. Science had solved all the ancient questions and all that was left was the fine tuning of what we already know to make a society of plenty for all mankind. After all, men only cared about food and comfort, and modern science could fulfill those needs. Every man was to take his place as consumer and producer to fill our appetites. That was all there was, and all that there could be. Ben Novak, a Penn State sophomore in 1962, rebelled against this idea. He recorded his odyssey in a poem.


    The End of Ideology

    A semi-autobiographical intellectual odyssey

    I.

    The end of ideology
    It came in ’62 for me,
    A man named Bell had said, you see,
    That everything had come to be.

    He went on to elaborate:
    All that’s new had all been done.
    He set the world before us straight:
    Its victories had all been won.

    His world stole destiny and fate
    By saying no one could be great.
    No heroes, prophets, saints or kings
    His world denied there were such things.

    I could not stand this world of Bell,
    I thought it was a living hell,
    There is no meaning, he had said,
    Produce, consume, and then you’re dead.

    It he were right and I were wrong
    I thought about that hard and long
    I tried his world for all it’s worth
    Confirmed my belief it cancelled birth.

    There had to be ideals out there,
    Ideas to form us into men
    There had to be new dreams to share
    And faiths we could conceive again.

    II.

    So I resolved I had to leave
    This world I could no longer believe
    But where to go? They’d left no place
    Where one could run a decent race.

    I searched the heavens to escape
    Then searched the slime and found a snake.
    “Learn good,” it said, “and evil, too,
    The way out is inside of you.”

    I drank myself and spit me out
    I swam in sewers and waterfalls
    I fought for what life was about
    Then heard the faintly whispering calls:

    The calls said words conveyed no truth
    Nor did acts, except in youth
    Then men grow old and silence speaks
    (Deeds disappear when words are weak).

    But deeds live on when they are told
    In stories to young men by old
    Then old dreams take on flesh again
    And out of boys are made new men.

    When the young have visions and old men dream
    The world’s made new and the heavens gleam
    Then time is defeated once again:
    The future is now, and now was then.

    And this is the message the gods will send
    When you make up your mind to become a man:
    If you want to succeed in the world in the end
    Then you had to be there when it all began.

    So seize the future that’s here today
    The present’s but feelings which pass away
    But the future is only the stories told
    In the dreams of men before they’re old.

    So seek ye out this deeper truth
    And do deeds greater than have been done
    And build a temple to your youth
    And tell the stories to your sons.

    III.

    The old gods then began to seem
    Much wiser than I thought they’d been.
    I walked away from today’s ideas
    And set my course for the ancient seas.

    I liked the gods who came with me
    Some fought my lusts, some made me free
    One turned life into wine to drink
    Another taught me how to think.

    I’ve had to give up quite a lot
    They’ve taken everything I’ve got
    I followed wherever the gods decreed
    They let me have no other need.

    So here I am, I try to say,
    To worlds a world or more away
    I scratch across this time and space
    I will have been — you saw my face.

    IV.

    And what I’ve learned about my task
    I’ll share with you, if you but ask:
    This world goes on, forgets us all,
    Unless we pass along the call.

  • Paul Mazza, In Memoriam

    Paul Mazza, In Memoriam

    The last few years have been particularly tough ones in the Nittany Valley. In addition to the obvious, we have watched a generation of community pillars slowly pass into memory, bidding a final farewell to the likes of  Bob Zimmerman, Bill Schreyer, Joe Paterno, Lloyd Huck and Jim McClure. Now our extended family has lost yet another patron: Paul Mazza Jr.

    It was with a heavy heart that I learned of Mr. Mazza’s recent passing. I had the opportunity, the distinct pleasure in fact, to cross paths and collaborate with Paul on a few projects over the span of several years. I last spoke with him in December in the Beaver Room at the Hotel State College. Without fail, I found him to be thoughtful, gracious, quick-witted and enterprising—the very model of a “man of letters” as they once were known.

    As years passed into decades here in the Nittany Valley, the warmth and quiet dignity of Paul and his wife Maralyn emerged as steady constants that helped shape the culture and character of our community. In starting the South Hills School of Business and Technology, they tangibly impacted Central Pennsylvania and made it a better place to live and work. They also, however, touched and altered lives in a thousand small and often unseen ways. Paul began practicing law at a time when lawyers were among the most respected professionals, instead of the most reviled, and yet I’ve witnessed the degree to which he maintained the respect of both his colleagues and neighbors throughout his career. In November of 2011, with seemingly all the world turning its ire on Joe Paterno and so many “friends” turning their backs on him at home, the Mazzas sent Joe and Sue this brief, but touching letter that encapsulates their class.

    In a StateCollege.com editorial published some months later, Jay Paterno wrote, “Having a Penn State degree doesn’t automatically make you a Penn Stater, and not having a Penn State degree doesn’t mean you can’t be a Penn Stater.” In my mind, he was writing about Paul Mazza, a graduate of Notre Dame (we could never see fully eye-to-eye on college football) and Harvard Law. With his talent and credentials, Paul could have gone anywhere. He chose to return here, to his home, and put down deep roots.

    These last several months, I have often explained our organization’s purpose as, in part, to capture some of the essence of “the old Penn State.” When I describe this to people, I am always thinking of Paul Mazza; I will often state as much. He carried himself a certain way, thought and spoke in a distinctive fashion, that belied the manner of an entire generation (PSU alumni and not) who formed this community into what we know and love today, one whose time in the waking world is nearing an end. In part, it was my interactions with Paul Mazza, and my recognition of the need to preserve and share that special spirit he possessed, that inspired my eagerness to help create Nittany Valley Press and share the stories of our happy valley.

    In the wake of Paul’s passing, it would be easy to say that our Valley shall not see his like again. But I don’t want to believe that, and, I have to think, neither would Paul. Just as it charmed others before him—the Athertons and Paternos—who came to this place and stayed here, claiming it as their own and making it better, the Nittany Valley’s allure will draw potential inheritors of Paul’s legacy of service and influence. What we can and must do now in memorializing him is ensure that the example he gave us in life endures to inspire them.

    Our thoughts, prayers, and sincere well wishes are with Maralyn and the entire Mazza family during this sad time.

  • A Great Idea: Recovering a Disposition for Leisure

    The National Association of Scholars published a small contribution I wrote when visiting Zach Zimbler in Princeton a few months ago. The short contribution, titled “Recover a Disposition for Leisure,” is a part of the feature “One Hundred Great Ideas for Higher Education” and appears in the Winter 2012 issue of the journal Academic Questions. I wrote it thinking of the Nittany Valley. Here it is:

    Recover a Disposition for Leisure

    As you alight the steps from your last class of the day you instinctively attend to your iPhone. A few missed calls. Two voicemails. A few e-mails. A text message. Assorted notifications. Nothing pressing, though. There’s still time to enjoy the fading day as afternoon turns to evening, so you sit to recline on a grassy spot beneath some graceful willow, pulling your iPad out to read a bit. You get a few hundred words in before the iPhone is ringing, nagging again. Ignore. Then your iPad reminders kick in, finally and irrevocably pulling you from your reading, and from the evening.

    This is our life now, for many professors as well as for students. There is so little room for quiet or leisure or silence. In The Greek Way, Edith Hamilton reminds us that “our word for school comes from the Greek word for leisure. Of course, reasoned the Greek, given leisure a man will employ it in thinking and finding out about things. Leisure and the pursuit of knowledge, the connection was inevitable…”

    What a still radical and revolutionary insight—leisure, rather than programming or activities, as the context for discovery and learning! Even in Arthur Conan Doyle’s fictional world, The Diogenes Club was a necessary refuge from loudness and distraction.

    Can we build physical, explicit spaces for leisure on our campuses? Where no devices are allowed? Where questing is the goal? Where eternal rather than ephemeral labors are sought?

    Professors should encourage students to make the most of the college experience by intentionally retreating from noise. The gift of a college education is the opportunity to retreat from the world prior to commencing lives within it.

    A bit of the wisdom of the Greeks is calling to us, if only we have a moment to think it over.

  • AccuWeather Honors Ken Reeves, Friend & Co-Worker

    AccuWeather Honors Ken Reeves, Friend & Co-Worker

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    Ken Reeves

    A work party led by Bob Andronici took AccuWeather volunteers on a trail widening project between Stations 6, 7 and 8 on the back side of the Mountain.

    The AccuWeather group joined us in our ongoing efforts to maintain trails on the Mountain in part to honor the memory of their late friend and co-worker Ken Reeves. Ken was a Past President and Director Emeritus of the Mount Nittany Conservancy board.

  • Superstorm Sandy Cleanup on Mt. Nittany Trails

    Superstorm Sandy Cleanup on Mt. Nittany Trails

    Lion Ambassadors and the Paws Of Friendship worked on our trails this past Sunday, November 4, 2012. Led by MNC board members Bob Andronici and Vince Verbeke, the day’s objective was to travel the entire length of the Blue Trail loop (4.8 miles) and the White Trail loop (3.7 miles) and remove any downed trees across trails or other “widow maker” trees that were leaning dangerously over the trails. Aided by Blake Gall who cleared the far end of the Blue Trail, the groups were able to remove over 30 trees from the trails.

    The “Blue Team” led by Bob who went up the Blue Trail from Station 1 to Station 10 and then came back along the front side of Mt. Nittany from Station 10 to Station 11 and then to Station 2 had the most work to accomplish. This was where Sandy’s winds did the most damage.

    A BIG THANK YOU to both groups for coming to volunteer!

  • Penn State, the Nittany Valley, and the Past as a Universe of Adventure

    Penn State, the Nittany Valley, and the Past as a Universe of Adventure

    We are drawn to what feels fresh and what seems new.

    We imagine that, because we’re living, we’re in the best era and that we’re the best people.

    We like “moving forward” rather than “looking backward.” Yet, we can do both.

    It turns out that there is so much that is fresh scattered throughout the past, just waiting for some explorer of our time to seize upon the opportunity of an “old” idea rejected in the past for being too far ahead of its own time. A study of the past can furnish a creative spark that leads to new results.

    In Ben Novak’s introduction to his book “Is Penn State a Real University?: An Investigation of the University as a Living Ideal,” he writes:

    “The past, because it was lived, cannot really be destroyed. It can only be covered over, like a lush jungle that gets condensed into a pool of oil or a vein of coal, just waiting to be drilled or mined to have its energy released. But you have to dig for it, and you have to know how to use it. When we don’t know what is in the past, we cannot use it, and we cannot release its power.”

    Indeed, we have entire fields of learning devoted to the study of the past. In some cases, as with our social history, we learn to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past and to commemorate the heroes of past days, mining their lives in quest of lessons for our own. In archeology we literally dig for the secrets of the dead and vanished. In astronomy we look to the stars, studying the past as we peer across galaxies and into faraway corners of the universe. We observe the emanations of the Big Bang that us to this precise point in time. We become a part of history by playing witness to it.

    “Fortunately,” elaborates Dr. Novak, “we do not live in a world where the past, present, and future are in airtight cubicles that we must look at separately as though the past is dead and gone, the present stinks, and the future is always bright. Rather, the past, present, and future are fluid, and keep washing over each other. There were a lot of good things in the past that can brighten the present, and a lot of things in the past that seem to be missing in the present, but which could brighten your future.”

    You are the physical result of decisions made in the past—whether you are conscious of them or not. As a member of a town or city, your communal life of today flows from the decisions of yesterday. We pass things down by inheritance to create an historical flow of physical gifts and reminders for our family of where they’ve been and what they’ve been a part of. We inherit and impart so that new and old alike can have context for their time.

    The forthcoming book “The Legends of the Nittany Valley,” set to be published by Nittany Valley Press in December, is a collection of Henry Shoemaker‘s folklore and American Indian legends being brought together in a new volume. It’s in no small part thanks to Henry Shoemaker that we are the Nittany people—his folklore of Princess Nita-Nee was read and acted upon by students at the dawn of the 20th century. In one volume, Shoemaker describes Jake Faddy, an old American Indian storyteller, in this way:

    “The past seemed like the present to Jake Faddy, he was so familiar with it. To him it was as if it happened yesterday, the vast formations and changes and epochs. And the Indian race, especially the eastern Indians, seemed to have played the most important part in those titanic days. It seemed so recent and so real to old redman that his stories were always interesting. The children were also fond of hearing him talk; he had a way of never becoming tiresome. Every young person who heard him remembered what he said.”

    Jake Faddy represents someone who knows the “good things in the past that can brighten the present,” to quote Dr. Novak. A proper knowledge of the past can brighten the present, and “as if it happened yesterday” we can enter into experiences and places we can never travel today! We can understand the past as its own universe of adventure.

    Jay Paterno reflected on the energy “waiting to be drilled or mined” in the past in his StateCollege.com column of Sept. 13th:

    “The past is a tricky thing; you can never go back, but you most certainly must never forget it. Forget it at your own peril. In World War II the Germans (thankfully) ignored the lessons of Napoleon’s ill-fated foray into Russia. Since the times of Alexander the Great, how many nations have tried and failed to invade and conquer Afghanistan? … But the past is there; it lives and breathes. William Faulkner often wrote about the “ghosts” of the past as he lived in Mississippi. He was raised on and heard oral histories of his family and the Civil War. … In his book Requiem for a Nun he wrote ‘The past is never dead. It’s not even past.’”

    “What will we be?” asks Paterno directly. “In this town there is certainly a lot of talk of the future. As humans we are drawn to the days ahead, we are drawn to the next big thing, but often do so carelessly ignoring lessons that could guide us as we walk on.”

    What will we be?

    If we want to avoid the fate of a sort of communal schizophrenia the sure way to answer “What will be be?” is to discover who we have been, and that is an adventure whose answers wait to be experienced in the past of both our historical past and cultural imagination. It’s why we can benefit by thinking of the Nittany Valley “across time”—as it’s been lived in the past, as it might be better lived now, and as we might imagine and build it for the future.

    All around us are ways to discover the cultural and spiritual landscape of the Nittany Valley, just as efforts like the Mount Nittany Conservancy impart an appreciation for the beauty of our physical landscape. To be a part of the future we’ve got to  be a part of the landscape, and to do that we’ve got to encounter it.

  • Lynch Restoration Continues

    Lynch Restoration Continues

    Over the past year the Mount Nittany Conservancy has been working , along with a number of volunteer groups, to control erosion at the Mike Lynch Overlook. To recap:

    • Lynch Erosion – Sept 16, 2011
    • Lion Ambassadors closes trail, starts new stepping system and creates new access trail
    • Penn State Wrestling Team installed last of the stepping system

    Over the past few weeks, in a bit of whirlwind, input was sought and received on replanting the closed portion of trail at the Overlook while we could still put plants in the ground this Fall. Success was achieved this past weekend as native shrubs were established. The Conservancy would like to thank:

    Jim Sellmer, Penn State Assistant Professor of Ornamental Horticulture. Jim provided us with a list of native shrubs and herbaceous species that could be used on Mt. Nittany. He also gave us the name of the Octoraro Native Plant Nursery as a good source for small container plants.

    Jim MacKenzie from the Octoraro Native Plant Nursery of Kirkwood, PA. Once we contacted Jim, he was happy to work with us. In his email he said, “As proud and loyal Penn Stater’s my partner and I are willing to donate the woody plants for this project.” Since they also had a truck coming to the area last week, an order could be shipped and planted this Fall. Jim also gave us the name of the North Creek Nurseries, Inc. for the herbaceous species that we wanted to establish.

    Claudia West from North Creek Nurseries, Inc. of Landenburg, PA. Claudia came right on board with the project. Through North Creek we now have an order of herbaceous plants set for May 2013 planting.

    Steve Bogash, Penn State Regional Horticulture Educator. Steve was able to give us valuable tips on how to establish the shrubs from Octoraro. He also recommended that we enclose the area with plastic netting to prevent deer damage. Steve told us that Kenncove Farm Fencing Supplies sold a better grade of plastic fencing.

    Kenncove Farm Fencing Supplies of Blairsville, PA. When contacted, they quickly shipped an order of 6 feet Plastic Net fencing to be in State College in time for the work weekend.

    Penn State Alpha Phi Omega – Alpha Beta Chapter. Even though this co-ed service fraternity had just helped out on the Mountain the previous weekend, on just days’ notice they sent 5 members to help plant the shrubs and enclose the area with fencing.

    Blake Gall, MNC board member. Blake was the delivery man par excellence. From his home on the Oak Hall side of Mt. Nittany and with his four-wheel ATV and trailer, Blake made several trips to bring up the shrubs, tools, and water we needed to make the project happen. He will continue to bring up water to the work zone to help establish the shrubs.

    Laurie Verbeke. As “Volunteer of the Day” Laurie was our resident expert for plant placement and planting of the 28 of the 30 shrubs provided by the Octoraro Native Plant Nursery that we were able to squeeze into the designated area.

    Three varieties of shrubs were provided by the Octoraro Native Plant Nursery.

    North Creek Nurseries, Inc. will be sending us four herbaceous species in the Spring.