аЯрЁБс>ўџ 13ўџџџ0џџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџџьЅС@ №ПN"bjbjюFюF ",Œ,Œ,Nџџџџџџˆ2222222FŽŽŽŽ šF*ЖККККККККЭ Я Я Я Я Я Я рR2”Я 2Ч ККЧ Ч Я 22ККф E E E Ч О2К2КЭ E Ч Э E E 22E КЎ @љ ЏiЩŽ… ‚E Э њ 0*E Ц ЦE FF2222E lЦ2Б Кv0 TE „ DШ џКККЯ Я FFJD .FFJMarine Biology Memories I recall many trips to Plum Beach in all kinds of weather. We did studies on Killifish and horseshoe crabs among other things. We also took a trip to Montauk Point (with an intervening stop too.) For my final project, lab partner Charles Ubell & I compared the blood of crabs with our own. I almost went blind counting red and green blood cells. For our last day we had lobster boiled in beer (secret ingredient.) How come my food memory is the strongest of all? Keith Dom Powell The lobster boil was traumatic for me! We spent time playing and making friends with the lobster and then we boiled them for lunch! I couldn't eat lobster for months after that! Andrea (andi) Levy '77 I refused to eat lobster that day.  Nor have I eaten it since.   Johnny I don't remember going to Montauk Point, but I do remember many trips out to Plum Beach -- some in the water with nets, and some just along the shore.  And I remember trying to write up a number of labs that didn't actually turn out quite the way they were supposed to -- probably due to my own errors!    Debby Bowinsky '74 I remember standing in the cold surf in waders holding a yardstick measuring the peaks and troughs of waves.  Then graphing them later.   I remember reading Buchsbaum's "Animals without backbones" (I think that was the title) cover to cover.  I especially liked the lophopores, ctenophores and sponges.   I think quite a few of us who went into science after high school can trace our first "real" science exposure to Marine Biology (that and Mr. Haber's microbiology lab, which was a true gem--does anyone else remember that?) Arthur Lander  We had a great Marine Biology program. We had equipment that I had no idea how advanced and extraordinary it was until after I left Dewey. Where did it come from? I remember Harold Silverstein suing some developer at EPA hearings using something like the Wetlands Act. I don't remember the exact number of housing units but the developer wanted to put up, let's say, 120 housing units by Fresh(Spring?) Creek. There were EPA hearings and Silverstein was fighting him down to 60. The developer made him an "offer" to hire him personally with a $10,000 "consultation fee" that he should let him put up 100 units. Silverstein declined the bribe but said he will let him put up 85 if he makes a $25,000 donation to the marine biology program. It is hard to say let's run a formal institution like this, but we had a great school. Going to the EPA hearings was a major educational experience itself. Watching Silverstein perjure himself in the hearings was an education too. I would not include that last line in an inspirational collection, but he was a powerful, dynamic, "out of the box" teacher who was doing whatever it took for his students. God Bless him and everyone like him, there aren't enough to go around. Today's comments: I had no appreciation how unusual it was to have something like a phase contrast microscope in a NY public HS. One time Mr. Silverstein mentioned that there was a NY microscopy society that meets once or twice a month in the NY Museum of Natural History. He described it as an interesting mix. You have little old ladies with nothing better to do with their time than look at little things and you have people who recently had articles published in Scientific American. First off, the NY Museum of Natural History was a home away from home for me for years. The experience of showing up there an hour after closing time and being let in by the security guard, walking through the empty halls until I got to one of those mysterious places that the general public was not admitted to. This alone was worth the train ride. The classes were interesting if you like looking at little stuff. Then afterwards, from less that twenty people in the class about a half dozen of us went to some very fancy coffee shop and shmoozed about how great it is looking at little stuff. I was both "the kid" and the new kid on the block and they asked me how I heard of the group and what JDHS was like. When I mentioned how we have a 1000X(it might have been more) phase contrast microscope in my school that has a side port for a video hook up and the teachers set up a video camera next to it. I described watching live paramecium squiggle around, larger than the video screen. I saw the oohs and aahs coming out of this crowd and realized that this is not a standard part of every 17 year old kid's school experience. In ninth grade I started Marine Bio. As anyone who has read my posts can see, I enjoyed science and it kept my interest. There was just something about sponge physiology that just got my eyelids closing. So Lou Segal was kind enough to give me a no grade and sent me off to the world of general bio. I was told I snored sometimes. Oh well, all my loss. A general observation about the class dynamic. It was bonding. In this class as contrasted to any other that we where to gether for years, for example the enriched math crowd. I am not an artsy person, but I get a feeling from this Alumni Group that the musicial crowd might have had a similiar bonding. I feel that this was part due to Silverstein & Segal's personalities and in part to the constant FIELD TRIPS TO THE BEACH!!! What a way to attend HS! So I got bounced from Marine Bio my first year and I took Advanced Marine Bio my fifth year. One morning while I was in Adv Mar Bio I woke up as I was having a very vivid dream. I dreamed that I was viewing the Advanced Marine Bio class and there was a major excitement. There was the "NEW FISH." It was about five and a half feet tall(I am five and a half feet tall) and sitting on a lab bench(in my spot) with everyone sitting around looking at it. It was singing. It sang, "oh I love you," to which the rest of the class responded singing and swaying, "ooh aah ooh" "yes I really love you," "ooh aah ooh." The first thoughts that had on waking up from a dream like this, you can use your own imagination. Then my radio which was with a time clock said, "and that was Joe Cocker and the Spaniels from '63(?) singing oh I love you." While not related to Marine Bio, my first semester in Stony Brook a friend of mine was struggling with something from third year organic chemistry. I explained it to him and he looked at me with this expression of "Where do you know that from?" I looked at him and said, "I went to John Dewey, I got a real education." That was not the only time I found myself saying that. As I write this I am feeling a little remorseful that I didn't spend six years there. Some other time I will write how close I came to doing that. 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