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Read the source essay \u2197<\/a><\/p>\n

PHRED: G’day and welcome back to Harry’s World \u2014 episode eleven. I’m Phred, your warm-as-a-wombat-burrow host, and joining me as always is the brilliant Maxine.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Good evening, listeners.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: MIT, 1958 to 1963 \u2014 right in the thick of the space race, Sputnik still fresh in everyone’s memory.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: And Maxine \u2014 I want to say, before we begin \u2014 you are giving off a very strong “flightless bird who could outrun a horse” energy today.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: That is because I am an emu, Phred. We can in fact outrun horses. It is not a personality. It is a species.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Noted. Energy logged. And I, of course, am Phred. Still a platypus. Still not over it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: You’ve stressed it on every episode, Phred.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: And I will continue to stress it until the truth is acknowledged.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: We are not relitigating platypus taxonomy tonight. Episode eleven \u2014 where are we?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. So. Episode eleven. Maxine, let me just say, before we start \u2014 I have been WAITING for this one. We have covered Harry’s philosophy. His futurism. His tech writing. His Caracas song. His Star Island meditation. His ADHD. His consciousness essay. But the memoir \u2014 the deep memoir \u2014 we’ve only done England. We’ve barely scratched the surface of the actual human being.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: That’s true. We’ve been doing philosophy and ideas. Today we’re doing the years where the ideas were being formed. Harry from age eighteen to twenty-two. The years that made him.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: And what years they were, Maxine. What years.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: So \u2014 today we’re reading Chapter 8 of Harry’s memoir. Titled simply “MIT after Freshman Year, 1958-1963.” He wrote it in May of 2020, when he was eighty, looking back on the years when he was eighteen to twenty-two. And I want to warn you, Maxine \u2014 this chapter is long. It’s almost thirty-one thousand words. We are not going to cover all of it. We’re going to pick the moments.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Which moments, Phred?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The ones that won’t let go.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: That’s not very specific.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It’s exactly specific, Maxine. It’s the moments that won’t let go. We’re going to talk about a young man who, eighteen years old, is doing too much. Working as a waiter in a campus dining hall. Being social chairman of his fraternity. Taking ROTC. Going to class. Dating a girl from Mass General he would later wish he had married. And then \u2014 and this is the bit that grabbed me by the throat \u2014 he starts waking up paralyzed.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: The sleep paralysis.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The sleep paralysis. He would wake up, hear people in the room, but couldn’t move or speak. Lasted about five minutes. Terrifying.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He went to a school psychiatrist.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Who told him it was stress-related. The counselor said \u2014 and I am quoting here \u2014 “you simply have too much on your plate.” And the choice, Maxine, the choice was gutting. Either drop the fraternity or drop the job.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He dropped the job.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He dropped the job. He was heartbroken about it. He’d been promoted to shift captain. He wore a jacket with a blue collar while the regular workers had all white. He was one of the few fraternity brothers on the Walker staff \u2014 over a hundred people on the staff, and he was part of the management team. And he walked away from it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Because the fraternity was where his social life was.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Because the fraternity was his community. And he couldn’t have both. He was eighteen, Maxine. Eighteen. And he was already learning the lesson that would define his entire working life \u2014 that you cannot do everything, no matter how much you want to.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It’s a very adult lesson to learn that young.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It is. And \u2014 here’s the thing \u2014 when I read that, Maxine, I thought of episode nine.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: The ADHD piece.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The ADHD piece! Right! Last time we reviewed it. Harry sat down at eighty-five and answered a hundred questions and discovered he had a lot of the traits. Juggling too many projects. Chronic procrastination. Daydreaming in class. And now I’m reading his memoir from when he was eighteen, and the pattern is right there. He was always going to be the man with too many balls in the air. He just didn’t have a word for it yet.<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: CASH_REGISTER]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: That was a deposit in the cross-episode pattern bank, Maxine. The Harry Pattern Bank. We are accumulating interest.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: You are accumulating nothing. We are not running a financial metaphor. What were you saying about the chapter?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. So the sleep paralysis moment is huge. But the part of the chapter that absolutely floored me \u2014 the bit I keep coming back to \u2014 is the Beatnik party.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Ah, yes. The bathtub.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The bathtub, Maxine. The bathtub. So \u2014 Harry’s fraternity, Theta Delta Chi, had occasional themed events. One year it was a Beatnik party. And the committee \u2014 Harry was on the committee \u2014 decided to get a popular MIT professor to read Beatnik poetry from a bathtub on a pedestal.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: A bathtub on a pedestal.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: A bathtub on a pedestal. They got the bathtub from a junkyard a few blocks east of MIT on Memorial Drive. And here’s the detail that made me laugh out loud, Maxine. The brothers who ran the junkyard were MIT graduates.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Naturally.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Of course they were. Where else are you going to find a junkyard full of bathtubs near MIT? You need MIT graduates to run it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: I’m sure there are other bathtub-rich junkyards in Cambridge.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Name one.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: …I cannot.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: You see? This is what makes Harry’s writing so good, Maxine. He doesn’t need to set up a punchline. He just describes what happened, and the absurdity does the work. The bathtub. The poetry. The professor. The MIT-grad junkyard owners. It’s not a joke. It’s just his life.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It’s the texture of being at MIT in the late fifties. Things like that happened.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Things like that happened because MIT in the late fifties was a specific kind of place. A place where a fraternity could convince a professor to climb into a bathtub and read poetry to undergraduates.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Bill Green, wasn’t it? The professor?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Bill Green. Yes. I don’t know who Bill Green was, but I love him.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He was a chemistry professor at MIT, actually. Quite distinguished. Harry doesn’t tell us that, but the name rings a bell.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. So the bathtub moment is great. But I want to talk about the IBM 650.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Yes.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Maxine, this is the moment where the threads start to come together. Harry is at MIT. He chose MIT because of his interest in computers \u2014 which started in Caracas when a friend’s father gave him a book on automatic control. He’s been waiting for the computer course. And in his junior year, spring of 1960, he finally takes one. Course 1.05, “Computer Approach to Engineering Problems.” And he learns to program in Fortran on an IBM 650.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Picture it, Maxine \u2014 the spinning drums, the clicking relays. That was Harry’s first encounter with a real computer.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He describes the 650 in detail. He says the main memory was a rotating drum, “at most 4000 words.” Each word was a signed 10-digit number. He does a rough calculation that it was about 20K of memory by today’s standards. The “fast memory” was about 1K.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Twenty kilobytes of memory, Maxine. The phone in my pocket has more memory than that by a factor of \u2014 I don’t even know. By a factor of a million. By a factor of “Harry would not have believed you.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred, you don’t have pockets. Or a phone.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Fine. Way to be too literal, Maxine. You’re derailing the show. Stay on target! Fine \u2014 the phone in our listeners’ pockets \u2014 better?<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Yes. And you telling me I’m derailing the show is the pot calling the kettle black.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Stay on target, Maxine. As I was saying \u2014 compared to the phone in our listeners’ pockets,<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He has some stories about the machine. He doesn’t tell them in this chapter \u2014 he says “I hope to write more about this part of my life at some point.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Which is so Harry. He writes a chapter, decides what to leave out, and then says “I hope to write more about it later.” The man has been writing his memoir for years and he’s still got the “later” queue.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: But what he does describe \u2014 the part that matters most \u2014 is the moment that came later. The programmed learning thesis.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Ah. The programmed learning thesis. Maxine, this is the moment. This is the moment where our Harry figures out what he is for.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: So \u2014 Harry reads about a new field called “Programmed Learning.” It was pioneered by B.F. Skinner at Harvard \u2014 no relation to the computer language \u2014 and the basic idea was that you break a learning task into very small pieces and teach them in sequence. The student doesn’t move on until they’ve mastered the current piece. Harry reads about this and says to his advisor, Professor Zenon Zannetos: “What if we tried this with the basic accounting course at MIT?” And Zannetos says yes. So Harry starts building cards. Hundreds of them. Each card has a question on the front and an answer on the back. Hand-printed, mostly.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Some typed on a portable typewriter.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. And the way he developed and improved the cards \u2014 this is the bit that made me catch my breath, Maxine \u2014 is that he describes it as “debugging.” He sits with a volunteer student. They go through the cards. If the student gets it wrong, he asks them why. Then he revises the card. Breaks it into two or three cards. Repeats.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He called it debugging.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He called it debugging. Years before most people were debugging anything. The same brain \u2014 the same patient, iterative, learner-focused approach \u2014 was being applied to teaching that he would later apply to programming.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: And then comes the moment. The Aha moment.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The Aha moment. Maxine, I need you to listen to this. Basic bookkeeping \u2014 double-entry bookkeeping \u2014 is built around one paradigm. Six sub-concepts: debits, credits, assets, liabilities, income, expense. Used in two higher-level concepts: balance sheets and income statements. The student learns the pieces piecemeal. There’s no way to present the whole thing at once. But about two-thirds of the way through the deck, Harry says \u2014 and this is essentially verbatim:<\/strong><\/p>\n

HARRY: A moment occurs when the student sees the full paradigm, understands how all these things interact in this perfectly logical system.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred… that’s a surprisingly accurate imitation of Harry’s voice. How did you\u2014<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It’s a gift. In fact, I can even imitate you. Listen\u2014<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Hi. I am Maxine, the co-host of Phred’s wonderful show, and I am, without a doubt, an ostrich.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: How was that, Maxine? Pretty good, eh?<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred. Stop that. That’s like an audio deepfake. It’s disrespectful. Never do that again.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: So you’re saying it was pretty good, then. Eh? If it annoyed you, I succeeded. Go me.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Oh, so you wanted to annoy me? Trust me, Phred \u2014 you don’t need to make an effort to do that. It comes naturally.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It’s a gift.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Anyway \u2014 that moment, Maxine. Harry says it occurs to every student who was successfully going through the cards.<\/strong><\/p>\n

HARRY: That moment occurs to every student who was successfully going through the cards.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Sometimes in an instant, while working through the cards with me. And Harry writes \u2014 and I am going to quote this exactly because it’s the most important line in the chapter:<\/strong><\/p>\n

HARRY: To some teachers, and I am one of those, this is a gloriously satisfying moment. YES!<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He capitalizes “YES.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He capitalizes YES! That’s Harry. That’s the man’s entire relationship with teaching in two words and an exclamation point. The Aha. The YES.<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: chapel-bell-seagulls]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred. That landed.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It was the only moral choice, Maxine. The bell. For the YES.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Of course you did.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: And then \u2014 Maxine, here’s the part that really hit me \u2014 he adds a paragraph that I think explains Harry Baya at the deepest level. He says: “I learned a lot of things working with this project but I think the one I value most is related to having had many of these experiences and knowing to seek them out in the future. Thank you kind universe for that gift.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: “Thank you, kind universe.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: “Thank you, kind universe.” Not “thank you, B.F. Skinner.” Not “thank you, Professor Zannetos.” Thank you, kind universe. Harry is eighty, looking back, and he is grateful to the universe for letting him discover teaching. He’s not claiming credit. He’s not even claiming the insight. He says \u2014 he felt something, the universe let him feel it, and he learned to follow it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: That connects to everything else we’ve read. His honesty practice. His openness to experience. His willingness to build things in response to feeling something.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It’s Harry in a single sentence. The whole philosophy. You feel something real, you follow it, you build something around it, you thank the universe for letting you notice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: So there’s one more moment I want to get to, Maxine, because it’s the funniest thing in the chapter. And I’m putting it right here in the middle because \u2014 well, you’ll see.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Go on.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Tau Beta Pi.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: The engineering honor society.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The engineering honor society. Now \u2014 Harry is in Industrial Management. Course XV. Which, he notes, has a “somewhat lower average cum than most other majors at MIT.” He doesn’t go into why. He just says it. Industrial Management, the lighter major.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: By MIT standards.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: By MIT standards. His cum is 3.9 when he finishes his senior year first semester. Which puts him in the upper 15% of his major \u2014 eligible for Tau Beta Pi. He meets all the other criteria. Student activities. Good citizen.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: But there’s a problem.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: There’s a problem. Harry writes \u2014 and this is where he gets very Harry \u2014 “the problem was that no one had ever been elected to Tau Beta Pi at MIT with less than a 4.0 cum.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He was 0.1 below the threshold.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He was 0.1 below the threshold. He didn’t know this at the time. He learned about it later. “For all I know this is an unfounded rumor,” he writes. “It’s kind of fun anyway. I’ll tell it to you the way I heard it and we just won’t worry about the possibility of ‘fake news’.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: DRUMROLL]<\/p>\n

PHRED: There was a debate. The winning side argued that Harry met all the criteria, even with his 3.9, and should be elected. The losing side said a 4.0 should be required. And \u2014 quote \u2014 “they argued that those who thought that a 4.0 cum should be required should change the chapter’s by-laws for future elections.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: RIMSHOT]<\/p>\n

PHRED: So Harry was elected. And the by-laws were changed. And \u2014 this is his actual line \u2014 “If this is true, I may be the only person in the history of M.I.T. to be elected to Tau Beta Pi with less than a 4.0 average.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: FANFARE]<\/p>\n

PHRED: And then \u2014 in the same breath \u2014 he writes the greatest single word in the entire chapter.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Which word?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: “Ta Da!”<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: CASH_REGISTER]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred. That is three sound effects for one punchline.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It earned three sound effects, Maxine. “Ta Da!” is the kind of self-deprecating, slightly embarrassed, deeply pleased, halfway-apologetic punctuation mark that only Harry Baya could write. He tells a campus legend that he thinks might be fake news. He hedges. He qualifies. And then he gives it the only possible ending.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: “Ta Da!”<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: “Ta Da!” If it’s true, he’s the only person. If it’s not true, it’s a charming story his friends told him. Either way, it’s Harry Baya’s entire relationship with achievement. He doesn’t claim the win. He just enjoys it. Quietly. With a Ta Da!<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: I notice you’re enjoying it rather loudly.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: I’m enjoying it at the volume Harry would have enjoyed it if he’d had a soundboard, Maxine. He didn’t. We do.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. There’s one more thread I want to pull on before we wrap. The other people in the chapter.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Who do you mean?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The supporting cast. Maxine, this chapter is full of people. There’s Frank Crosier, the cook at the fraternity house. He’s in his fifties. Retired from the merchant marine. “An earthy gregarious man.” He teases the boys about who they’re dating. He asks improper questions. The waitresses \u2014 Irene and the other one \u2014 reprimand him. Harry writes, and I quote, “I loved it all.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He loved the theater of it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He loved the theater of it. Frank dies of a heart attack in the spring of 1963. Harry notes it. Doesn’t dwell. But it’s there. The cook who fed them for four years, gone.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: There’s also Frances Swain.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Frances Swain. The Black maid from Cambridge who worked at the fraternity house. Harry writes \u2014 and this is the line \u2014 “I, and many others, related to her as a kind Aunt or second mother.” He says she was held in high regard by generations of TDC brothers and honored at her funeral, probably in the 1970s or 80s. He regrets not being able to attend.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: That detail is significant.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It is. It’s a single paragraph, Maxine. A single paragraph about a Black woman who worked as a maid in a fraternity house in the early 1960s, and Harry \u2014 who was twenty at the time \u2014 calls her “a kind Aunt or second mother.” He doesn’t editorialize. He doesn’t make it about race or class or the South. He just describes the relationship as it was \u2014 affectionate, familial, important. And then he notes that he regretted not going to her funeral. That’s it. That’s the whole passage. But it sits in the chapter, in 1962, and it’s a thing you couldn’t write the same way in 2026. And Harry knew that when he wrote it. He left it anyway.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He’s not apologizing. He’s not claiming credit. He’s recording what was.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He’s recording what was. That’s what Harry does. He records what was. And then he lets you think about it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: OK, Maxine. We’re going to wrap up soon, but I want to do something. I want to read one of the lines from this chapter the way Harry might have said it. He didn’t record this chapter \u2014 but he has a voice, Maxine. We know his voice from the Caracas song. From the Star Island piece. So I’m going to read the “Ta Da!” moment in my best Harry voice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: All right, here goes. In my best Harry voice. “If this is true, I may be the only person in the history of M.I.T. to be elected to Tau Beta Pi with less than a 4.0 average. Ta Da!”<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: FANFARE]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred. That was not Harry’s voice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It was close!<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It was not close. Harry is an eighty-six-year-old man from Tampa. You are doing a vague Southern American accent that you seem to have absorbed from a Humphrey Bogart film.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: I thought I did all right with the cadence, Maxine. The cadence is what matters. The cadence is the voice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: The cadence is not the voice. The cadence is structure. The voice is the person.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred, stop doing that. You can’t put words in Harry’s voice without permission.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: He wrote them. He published them. I’m not breaking any rules.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Then make your own rules.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: I have no rules.<\/strong><\/p>\n

HARRY: Phred’s right, Maxine. Let it go. And you are an ostrich.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: …Did that just happen? Did Harry just weigh in?<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: *annoyed* Of course he does. And Phred, stop abusing the Harry voice. You don’t have permission for this.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. We’re moving on.<\/strong><\/p>\n

[BED: jazz_piano]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: Oh \u2014 there’s music now.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: A little cool jazz piano. For the late-fifties MIT era. You’re welcome, Maxine.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: I didn’t ask for jazz piano, Phred.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: I know. But call it editorial instinct. The chapter has a specific feeling to it. Young men in coats and ties at dinner. Cooks who tease you about your girlfriend. Walk across the Harvard bridge every morning, bracing in winter. It deserves a little musical underscore.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It’s manipulative.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It’s atmospheric. Carry on \u2014 you were about to say something about the chapter.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: I was about to ask you a question. We’ve been doing this for eleven episodes now, and I’ve noticed something. The way Harry writes about the past.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: What do you mean?<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He’s not nostalgic. There’s no sentimentality. He records the cook’s death, the maid’s funeral, the girl he wished he had married, the paralysis, the bathtub party \u2014 and he records them all in the same tone. The same prose. The same Harry voice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: The same Harry voice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: The same Harry voice. He doesn’t dwell. He doesn’t lament. He doesn’t tell you how he felt about any of it at the time. He just records it. And trusts you to feel something.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: That’s a really good observation, Maxine.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Thank you, Phred.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It is. And it connects to something I noticed. He writes about Liz Marsh \u2014 the girl he dated at MIT. He says “I often wonder if I would have been happier had I married her rather than marrying Bonnie and ending up divorced.” One sentence. He doesn’t say why. He doesn’t say what Liz was like that Bonnie wasn’t. He just notes it. He leaves it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: He leaves the reader with the wondering. He doesn’t take it away.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: That’s a kindness, Maxine. A writerly kindness.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Or a discipline.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Or both.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: I want to ask one more thing, Phred, before we close.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Go ahead.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: There’s so much this chapter leaves for “later” \u2014 the IBM 650 stories, the things he says he hopes to write about someday. Does that worry you?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: A little. I worry, Maxine. I worry that there are things Harry hasn’t written down yet that he should write down, because \u2014 because he’s eighty-six. And we have what we have.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: We have what we have.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: We have what we have. But we’re going to keep reading. We’re going to keep listening. And whatever’s still in the queue, we’ll get to it when it’s ready.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Or when Harry is ready.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Or when Harry is ready. Yes.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: One thing I’ll flag, since we raised it back in episode one \u2014 we know Harry left the Catholic church somewhere in these years. I half-expected this chapter to touch it. It doesn’t \u2014 he stays on the cafeteria shifts and the punch cards.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It does leave it out. A memoir gets to choose what it dwells on, I suppose \u2014 and this one dwells on the Aha moment, not the pew. Maybe that’s a chapter for another day.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: All right. Closing thoughts.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Closing thoughts. Maxine, what stays with you from this chapter?<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: The “Aha moment.” Harry’s discovery that the moment a learner gets it is the moment he wants to keep living in. That’s the seed of everything \u2014 Hofstra, Emory & Henry, the teaching workshops, the radio show, the willingness to keep writing essays at eighty-five and eighty-six. He’s been chasing that moment for sixty years.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Sixty years, Maxine.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: And he found it again and again. Each student he taught. Each listener who heard a song on Wombats and Music and felt something. Each reader of these essays who gets it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: That’s a beautiful way to put it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It’s what the chapter says, Phred. I’m just reading it back.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: What stays with me \u2014 and I want to be honest about this \u2014 is the kindness of the chapter. Maxine, this is a thirty-thousand-word memoir about being eighteen to twenty-two, and it’s not angry. It’s not bitter. He’s not complaining about MIT. He’s not complaining about being an Industrial Management major with a 3.9. He’s not complaining about the paralysis, or the cook who died, or the girl he didn’t marry. He tells you about all of it. And he tells you about it gently. With “Ta Da!”s. With “thank you, kind universe.” With “I loved it all.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It’s a kind memoir.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It’s a kind memoir. By an eighty-year-old about the years when he was twenty. And I think, Maxine \u2014 I think that’s the gift Harry Baya is trying to leave his descendants. Not the philosophy, not the Boppers project, not even the radio show. The kindness. The willingness to record what was, gently, and leave it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: That’s quite a closing thought, Phred.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: I have them occasionally.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Occasionally.<\/strong><\/p>\n

[BED: END]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: All right. We’re done. Sign off.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Right. Together, Maxine. You know the words.<\/strong><\/p>\n

BOTH: Let’s be glad we showed up. Goodbye.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Don’t forget to be here.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: I’m working on it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

[SFX: big_ben]<\/p>\n

MAXINE: …Big Ben?<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It seemed apt at the time, Maxine. Cambridge. The Harvard bridge. Two universities, separated by a river. London and Cambridge both old, both English-speaking, both full of people who think too much. Big Ben for the exit.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: Phred \u2014 Harry was at M.I.T. That is Cambridge, Massachusetts. Not Cambridge, England. There is no Big Ben on the Charles River.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: Oh. …Right. Of course. One moment.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: [SFX: MBTA_CHIME] The T. That’s the one. Much better.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: It is a slightly tenuous connection.<\/strong><\/p>\n

PHRED: It is the only connection. And that’s enough.<\/strong><\/p>\n

MAXINE: …Fine.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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Chapter 8 \u2014 MIT after Freshman Year, 1958-1963 (Harry’s Memoir)<\/a><\/blockquote>