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April 11, 2012


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Steven Levine

Those are my band t-shirts in the quilt panels. Heck, they didn't fit even then, why not turn them into art?

What I remember is walking around campus with Dave -- late at night, engaged in the sort of emotionally intense infinite discussion one rarely has after college, while we discussed our different philosophical approaches to, er, sex with strangers, about which we had different beliefs. They were wonderful, glorious talks - fond memories indeed after nearly 35 years but even at the time I loved them -- and then when we'd talked ourselves out I would go back to Diman House to translate Latin and Dave would walk down the hill to the bathhouse.

Of course you would have loved Dave. Thanks for this.

-Steven Levine
Brown '78

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