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Dear List,<br>
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The reflections on Jim Palais' life, his teaching and research, wit and
wisdom, the high standards and the direct address with which he pursued
them, remind me of Jim, of course, and my own encounters with him: New
York a million years ago on the SSRC/ACLS Joint committee on Korean
Studies; another extended moment back in 1974 at Washington, when he
had arranged for me to stop in, on my way back from field research in
Korea, and all I could talk about was prosodic analysis on pre-modern
verse, much to his dismay, I think, though he showed it only by asking
if I could say something,anything, about the current political scene;
and most recently, but a while ago now, in Hawaii, in a gathering at
the pleasant AAS hotel bar, where he and Jane joined a bunch of
"Koreanists." His grin, his quick look, that turn in his voice as he
might say, "Now Dave, here on this thing about..."<br>
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I feel lucky to have known him, and gladdened to read the words of
others, his students, his colleagues. And it brings me to remember Ed
Wagner, and also, curiously, Kim Pyôngsôp, my drum teacher back in the
1970's. Mr. Kim had a circle of students, in those days, which
included Rob Provine, and I remember when Rob was giving a
lecture-demonstration at Cornell, some time later, after Mr.Kim had
died, I was startled at the finish of certain of the dance lines in the
drum-dance to see, in Rob's gesture, the angle of the sticks, the tilt
of the head, and the bright smile, our teacher there with us again.<br>
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If I ever do have days with better moments, it is when such a teacher
is with me for that moment.<br>
<br>
David McCann<br>
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