{"id":315,"date":"2007-11-08T16:50:00","date_gmt":"2007-11-08T22:50:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/2007\/11\/08\/teaching-in-the-oregon-state-penitentiary-in-the-1960s\/"},"modified":"2007-11-08T16:50:00","modified_gmt":"2007-11-08T22:50:00","slug":"teaching-in-the-oregon-state-penitentiary-in-the-1960s","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/2007\/11\/08\/teaching-in-the-oregon-state-penitentiary-in-the-1960s\/","title":{"rendered":"teaching in the oregon state penitentiary in the 1960s"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/files\/blogger_import\/461-ospafter9riot.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130607514752962962\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/files\/blogger_import\/462-ospafter9riot.jpg\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>with the author&#8217;s permission, i share these reflections from an oregon state university professor who taught at the oregon state penitentiary in 1966-1967<br \/>(from a personal email):<\/p>\n<p>Bits and pieces flutter by when I think about my Tuesday nights teaching there in 1966-67 with a few colleagues from OSU. The only ones whose name I recall are Will Gamble and Harry Goheen, a math prof. As I recall it was Harry&#8217;s idea and the first program of its kind at OSP.<\/p>\n<p>Memories of prison sights and sounds come back first; specifically, the sound of that electrically powered steel door that slammed closed behind us as we walked the shiny hallways to our classrooms. I never got used to it.<\/p>\n<p>And I remember the absence of sights and sounds I had expected that first night. You know, tattooed arms thrust between bars, young and old men yelling, cursing, threatening. For the record, I recall seeing none of that movie-set stuff in my one-year, once-a-week, 3-hour visits to OSP.<\/p>\n<p>And I will not ever forget the inmates&#8217; unrelenting appreciation for our being there.<\/p>\n<p>That first night I was led to a classroom with perhaps a dozen young men who had signed up for Interpersonal Communication (i.e., Speech 111). The following week one of them handed me a transcript of my lecture, taped on a prison recorder, typed on a prison typewriter. It was all any of them had to give. I was touched by that as well as their respect and their undivided attention throughout the year.<\/p>\n<p>And I recall the corrections officer who did a slow burn telling one of my colleagues of the unfairness of our fawning over guys in prison who were getting college credits for free, when his kids &#8220;can&#8217;t afford to go to college.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And then the prison riot of 1967 or 1968. (I was doing a post-doc fellowship at Ohio State that year and missed the action when inmates took over a portion of the prison,.)<\/p>\n<p>I remember reading the wire stories in Columbus about the turmoil, and later learned that a few inmates formed a protective circle around the sole female OSU professor who was trapped in a classroom with her students. It might have been the first time some of them had done something so selfless and &#8230;well, so noble. (She was untouched and ultimately escorted out to safety).<\/p>\n<p>A half a dozen of my students were released on parole over the following months. Some of them enrolled at OSU as undergrads. One was Bruce, a bright, young hold-up man, who was later elected ASOSU president and last I knew, was making plans to marry an OSU coed (to the utter horror of her Beaverton mother). I never did find out if the marriage came about.<\/p>\n<p>Then there was Gordon, a George Raft look-alike, talk-alike, act-alike. He also was up for robbery. He got out, went to OSU, then left to take a job as a reporter for The Bend Bulletin. Once there, the editor of the paper, became a father-figure to him for a year or two. A jealous husband blew Gordon away with a shotgun for trying to romance the man&#8217;s wife.<\/p>\n<p>Mick. My father, a Detroit insurance executive, developed a pen-pal relationship that started when Mick was in prison and lasted I don&#8217;t know how long, perhaps until my dad died in 1984. Dad had a reputation for helping young men build successful careers in business.<\/p>\n<p>I hadn&#8217;t thought in a long while about this experience of 40 years ago, Michelle. I&#8217;m glad Bill&#8217;s e-mail re-opened that book. In retrospect I think our program made a small contribution to a few young men and gave to ourselves the satisfaction making it happen, however briefly.<\/p>\n<p>I wish you well as you and your students well as you continue your program, knowing that the hunger to learn can survive, indeed thrive, even within the impersonal halls of a state penitentiary.<\/p>\n<p>Best regards,<\/p>\n<p>ROB PHILLIPS<br \/>OSU Emeritus Professor of Journalism<\/p>\n<p><em>**the photo shows debris inside the Oregon State Penitentiary after the March 9, 1968, riot-fire (from the Oregon Historic Photograph Collections at the Salem Public Library)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>with the author&#8217;s permission, i share these reflections from an oregon state university professor who taught at the oregon state penitentiary in 1966-1967(from a personal email): Bits and pieces flutter by when I think about my Tuesday nights teaching there in 1966-67 with a few colleagues from OSU. The only ones whose name I recall [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":26,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-315","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/315","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/26"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=315"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/315\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=315"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=315"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thesocietypages.org\/pubcrim\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=315"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}