Great professor

Dave was a great professor. I had him for only one quarter, yet he left a deep impression. He is one of the reasons I look back upon my days at TESC with such fondness. My condolences to his family, and I hope TESC can continue despite the absence of one of its great founding members.

Independant Study Sponsor

Dave was my profesor for an independant ethnography/ biology study I did by going to Togo, West Africa in 99′. I never would have been able to do it with out him. I ocasionally still pull out and read the coments he left on my work when I need a pick up and rememberance of my youth. Thank you Dave. You were in my life a short time but your kindness and guidance still reverberate in my life today. Bless, James Lively

Memories from Western Australia

Everyone who worked with or learned from Dave when he was at Murdoch University will remember his inspiring lectures and perspectives, and his convivial chuckle/laugh.

I also played music with him in one of the first Bluegrass bands in Western Australia. Dave called it ‘Turkey Sweat’. (See above!) We played for a year at the local tavern ‘Clancy’s’, and helped form a musical tradition there that is still vibrant. (Lucky Oceans, from Asleep at the Wheel still plays there every Sunday with his band Zydecats.)

Dave recorded a 45 (remember them?) of an adapted version of the Kingston Trio’s song MTA to help the local efforts to save the Fremantle to Perth railway. The catch line ‘Poor Old Charlie’ was pertinent as it was the name of the train-hating leader of the government at the time. The song got airplay. It worked and we still have the train service.

Thanks mate, for all of the above.

Thank You

Professor Hitchens was my first professor at Evergreen. I could see from the start he had a passion for teaching. He loved to lecture:) He and Jerry were a pair in the classroom. It was the start of a great career at Evergreen for me. Thank You Professor Hitchens for your passion and your stories, I will never forget them!

Too late, too late

I took my time in trying to write this- I fully believe that Dave Hitchens was the ideal Evergreen professor, that it was example that others should have followed, and would attribute the longevity to the school, as an experiment, to his guiding spirit. I had him as a professor my Freshman year, in 2003, when he taught Looking Backward, a program about twentieth century America. He later served as an advisor for an independent contract where I studied fiction writing, and I felt a great deal of pressure to make sure that this remembrance was well-written, a goal I have since abandoned.

I meant to write in this guestbook a letter to Dave, telling him what I’ve been up to: Until these manuscripts sell, I am working odd jobs, but odd jobs he might’ve found interesting, doing public policy polling and assisting in the teaching of classes of how to be an election judge. I was composing this letter in my mind as I ate my lunch, and listened to a record, Bill Callahan’s Apocalypse, which I intended to recommend to Dave, as a fan of the great songwriters of yesteryear, because that record’s observations about living in as complicated and frustrating a place as America seemed like something he could nod in agreement with.

I am saddened to hear of his passing, that I cannot pass this information on to him. He seemed to possess the sense of understanding that is, while not rare, perennially in short supply in human interactions. I am sure I learned a lot from him, as we all did, but the thing most memorable, that will most be missed, is that spirit, so friendly, so non-ideological. I wonder what it would have been like to have attended his classes in the early years, when the age difference between him and his students was not so great; before he took on this sort of aged gravitas of wisdom, almost to be taken the same way you would take a hundred-year-old oak tree or something. Still friendly and benevolent, but otherworldly to a certain degree. Certainly he seemed out-of-touch with the trends in professor’s personalities as I experienced them later in my schooling at Evergreen, which were more ideological and less broadly empathetic.

Despite how much we lose for not having Dave with us, I maintain that in death itself there is peace for the deceased, and that beyond this Earth always at war with itself there is an essence more in keeping with the spirit of the man than that of the country he found himself teaching about. I wish him well as he enters into it, as hope that those closer to him, his friends and family, continue to find assurance in his qualities made manifest in other people.