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For me, although I was a science major and liked and respected a lot of my instructors in that field, and thought I hated history, I have to say it was probably a history professor in my second year of college. I still remember him striding into the class, no book, no notes, going up to the board, grabbing a chalk and saying, “My name is Parks” while scrawling his name in sloppy print, chalk breaking and falling to the floor. “Great” I thought to myself.
He leaned over the lectern, or paced, and just talked, enthusiastically and fluidly. He framed history in terms of the influences of the historical figures of the time, their personalities, conflicts, ambitions, philosophies. It was a whole different view of history for me than the dry fact-memorizing I had experienced before. Also, he consider war as aberrations of history. His way of covering a war was, “On such and such a date, the war began and on such and such a date, the war ended.” We had to know what the resultant settlement was and if we wanted the details of the war, we could read about it ourselves. Anyway, he completely turned me 180 degrees on my view of history as a subject. I’ll always remember him.
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