I am no fan of Dean Ogletree. He was quite rude to me when I dropped in to his office in 1986 [perhaps 1996--see below] to ask why the Macintosh Fellowship at Yale Divinity School had once again---for the
second time in three decades --- fallen into disuse after I had managed to get it restored in 1980. "What's your concern? Who are you?" he demanded of this intruder who was not in his appointment book, alumnus or not.
When I told him Macintosh had been a family friend and my parents had named me after him, it was an irrelevant triviality to the brusque dean who seemed completely
uninterested in the fate of this former faculty member's memory and Fellowship. As long as I was not a blood relative who could sue for recovery of the improperly used fellowship funds (an accounting which the Macintosh estate's executor, Professor Julian Hartt, had said he would demand of Yale only a few years before) Dean Ogletree could not to be bothered. Hrrrmph.
However, he seems suddenly much more human to me now in 2014, almost three [or perhaps two, see below] decades later, when he risks his frock and fame to stand by his gay son. (see recent New Haven Register article below).
Perhaps if Macintosh had not died childless and had had a blood son, Mr. Ogletree would have risen to that occasion 28 years ago.
Kudos to him.
Paul Douglas Macintosh Keane
M. Div. '80
second time in three decades --- fallen into disuse after I had managed to get it restored in 1980. "What's your concern? Who are you?" he demanded of this intruder who was not in his appointment book, alumnus or not.
When I told him Macintosh had been a family friend and my parents had named me after him, it was an irrelevant triviality to the brusque dean who seemed completely
uninterested in the fate of this former faculty member's memory and Fellowship. As long as I was not a blood relative who could sue for recovery of the improperly used fellowship funds (an accounting which the Macintosh estate's executor, Professor Julian Hartt, had said he would demand of Yale only a few years before) Dean Ogletree could not to be bothered. Hrrrmph.
However, he seems suddenly much more human to me now in 2014, almost three [or perhaps two, see below] decades later, when he risks his frock and fame to stand by his gay son. (see recent New Haven Register article below).
Perhaps if Macintosh had not died childless and had had a blood son, Mr. Ogletree would have risen to that occasion 28 years ago.
Kudos to him.
Paul Douglas Macintosh Keane
M. Div. '80
My
Term as Dean at YDS
Ogletree, Thomas
1:37 AM (1 hour ago)
Dear
Mr. Keane,
Greg
Sterling transmitted your e-mail to me. I did not have time to read it
until yesterday, but I discovered that you may be forgetting who was dean of
the Divinity School when you came to YDS in the
eighties. Actually, Lee Keck was dean at that time. I did not come
to Yale and begin my service as dean of the Divinity School
until the summer of 1990. After my term as dean, I continued to teach at
Yale until my retirement on the first of January in 2009. So I am not
accountable for the things you found troublesome when you visited YDS.
Just thought I would bring you up to date.
Regards,
Tom
Ogletree
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1:37 AM (1 hour ago)
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Dear
Mr. Keane,
Greg
Sterling transmitted your e-mail to me. I did not have time to read it
until yesterday, but I discovered that you may be forgetting who was dean of
the Divinity School when you came to YDS in the
eighties. Actually, Lee Keck was dean at that time. I did not come
to Yale and begin my service as dean of the Divinity School
until the summer of 1990. After my term as dean, I continued to teach at
Yale until my retirement on the first of January in 2009. So I am not
accountable for the things you found troublesome when you visited YDS.
Just thought I would bring you up to date.
Regards,
Tom
Ogletree
Mr.
Thomas Ogletree, Dean Emeritus
Yale Divinity
School
Dear
Dean Ogletree:
How
the decades do congeal.
It
is quite possible that it was 1996 not 1986. I will change the date on my
blog and post this clarification.
Actually.
It was you---decidedly you. I'm sure it was nothing you would remember.
Yale Deans are so busy after all .
No,
it was not Dean Keck.
Dean
Keck was a good and loyal friend to me.
I
will never forget his consummate thoughtfulness: when
he took me privately into his office in 1984 (in a highly pressured
moment five minutes before a convocation for some distinguished lecture in
Marquand Chapel as a courtesy to my adopted grandfather, Roland H. Bainton)
to tell me that Dr. Bainton had died the night before on campus.
That
courtesy prevented my having to hear it cold from the pulpit as he
notified the YDS community at whatever distinguished lecture was about to begin
in Marquand .
The
lecture is long forgotten. The courtesy is not. A good lesson.
Then
there were a couple of interim acting deans, Aiden Kavanaugh and Harry Adams
among them.
I
recall Dean Kavanaugh taking me into his office and proudly showing me Jonathan
Edwards' presidential furniture which he had rescued from a Yale warehouse.
I suppose it has been banished again since then to the same fate as
Macintosh's fellowship.
And
Dean Adams---bless his soul ---actually arranged the Marquand ceremony
and Common Room reception for the unveiling of the vandalized
Macintosh portrait which I had arranged to have restored (at no expense
to YDS) in 1980 I believe, although it could have been 1979.
It
may have been 1996 that I appeared unannounced at your office although it
probably was the early 90's. I was visiting my father in Mt. Carmel
from my home in Vermont .
He
had dispatched me to YDS to inquire about Macintosh's Fellowship
While
the decades may have faded, the rudeness and arrogance of your cavalier
dismissal of my family's concern for Macintosh and his legacy did not fade.
My
mother and father were impoverished New
Haven residents in Macintosh's youth group at a church
on the wrong side of the tracks. He and Hope Macintosh brought them into
his Yale circle.
Both
of my parents were fatherless and Macintosh (who was childless) served a
paternal role in their lives.
Yale
arrogance was not Dr. Macintosh's cup of tea.
No,
it was not Dean Keck who brushed me off.
It
was decidedly you, whose face and tone I recall quite well as you swept me from
your august YDS presence, leaving me to report my meeting to my then
widowed, septuagenarian father in Mt.Carmel.
He
was annoyed at the Yale arrogance; I was used to it, frankly.
Sorry
about the chronological confusion.
While
I regret our encounter, apparently in the 1990's not 80"s, I do admire
your guts in championing your son's dignity as a human being in
2013 / 14
Christianity
has crucified gay people long enough.
Time
to end it.
Good
for you.
Peace.
Paul
D. Keane
M.A.,
M.Div., M.Ed.
PS
"Widowered" not "widowed" ?
Cc:
Harry
Adams, Dean Emeritus
Gregory
Sterling, Dean
The
Hon.Craig Henrici
Mr.
Thomas Ogletree, Dean Emeritus
Dear
Dean Ogletree:
How
the decades do congeal.
It
is quite possible that it was 1996 not 1986. I will change the date on my
blog and post this clarification.
Actually.
It was you---decidedly you. I'm sure it was nothing you would remember.
Yale Deans are so busy after all .
No,
it was not Dean Keck.
Dean
Keck was a good and loyal friend to me.
I
will never forget his consummate thoughtfulness: when
he took me privately into his office in 1984 (in a highly pressured
moment five minutes before a convocation for some distinguished lecture in
Marquand Chapel as a courtesy to my adopted grandfather, Roland H. Bainton)
to tell me that Dr. Bainton had died the night before on campus.
That
courtesy prevented my having to hear it cold from the pulpit as he
notified the YDS community at whatever distinguished lecture was about to begin
in Marquand .
The
lecture is long forgotten. The courtesy is not. A good lesson.
Then
there were a couple of interim acting deans, Aiden Kavanaugh and Harry Adams
among them.
I
recall Dean Kavanaugh taking me into his office and proudly showing me Jonathan
Edwards' presidential furniture which he had rescued from a Yale warehouse.
I suppose it has been banished again since then to the same fate as
Macintosh's fellowship.
And
Dean Adams---bless his soul ---actually arranged the Marquand ceremony
and Common Room reception for the unveiling of the vandalized
Macintosh portrait which I had arranged to have restored (at no expense
to YDS) in 1980 I believe, although it could have been 1979.
It
may have been 1996 that I appeared unannounced at your office although it
probably was the early 90's. I was visiting my father in Mt. Carmel
from my home in Vermont .
He
had dispatched me to YDS to inquire about Macintosh's Fellowship
While the decades may have faded, the rudeness and arrogance of your cavalier dismissal of my family's concern for Macintosh and his legacy did not fade.
My
mother and father were impoverished New
Haven residents in Macintosh's youth group at a church
on the wrong side of the tracks. He and Hope Macintosh brought them into
his Yale circle.
Both
of my parents were fatherless and Macintosh (who was childless) served a
paternal role in their lives.
Yale
arrogance was not Dr. Macintosh's cup of tea.
No, it was not Dean Keck who brushed me off.
It
was decidedly you, whose face and tone I recall quite well as you swept me from
your august YDS presence, leaving me to report my meeting to my then
widowed, septuagenarian father in Mt.Carmel.
He
was annoyed at the Yale arrogance; I was used to it, frankly.
Sorry about the chronological confusion.
While
I regret our encounter, apparently in the 1990's not 80"s, I do admire
your guts in championing your son's dignity as a human being in
2013 / 14
Christianity has crucified gay people long enough.
Time
to end it.
Good
for you.
Peace.
Paul
D. Keane
M.A.,
M.Div., M.Ed.
PS
"Widowered" not "widowed" ?
Cc:
Harry
Adams, Dean Emeritus
Gregory
Sterling, Dean
The
Hon.Craig Henrici
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