nearly 40 years ago, there was a piece in the Orient about some students I knew who had gone to China for their Junior year. The pieces were astonishingly different. I went over to Kidder's office and knowing that he'd have seen the piece, asked him if they had gone to the same place. He tilted back in his chair and looked at the ceiling before replying, "No, not really." And what followed was less a fairly long discussion and more an extended discourse on perspective and expectations and perception. Kidder-answers to just about any question other than "what time are we meeting to play squash" were never short, never what you'd call direct, and always, always, interesting. Requiescat in pace, Scholāris quondam, scholārisque futūrus.