We just passed the $6000 mark!

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We Can Do It! War poster by J. Howard Miller evoking the icon Rosie the Riveter

Thanks to all who have given to the scholarship — we just passed the $6000 mark! And almost 50 different people have given so far. It feels wonderful to see a scholarship that’s being built by all the people touched by Joan Iversen, a way for each of us to take what she gave us and to pay it forward.

Please consider joining all of us as we pay forward what Joan gave to each of us: donate now.

It was 1972, and the World Was Still in Turmoil

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It was 1972, and the world was still in turmoil; “strike semester” and Kent State in the spring of ’70…Vietnam, politics…the women’s movement building…and Joan called a session in the IRC building for we young women trying to understand it all…Walking into the IRC, what song was Blasting!! throughout the building but Helen Reddy’s “I Am Woman”….I can’t hear that song without thinking of her and that day. When you consider the number of lives she touched, both men and women, and I know with passion and grace, it is a legacy for you all as her family to be most proud of in your mom’s honor. She was so perfect for her time and its funny how some days are a photograph, or video even, in your mind and stay with you. That day with the song blasting just makes me smile whenever I think of it. I actually have always remembered, and can still see myself, walking down the stairs in that IRC room…it was one on the Sherman Hall side, over by Fitzelle…(I go back to campus from time to time with roommates, else believe me, I wouldn’t know the name of that building, ha ha). The energy in that room was amazing…and we all came away with high spirits and commitments to our beliefs. Those times demanded nothing less and it was a defining moment for me personally. Joan’s leadership, compassion, great humor and ability to challenge us both in the classroom and in our lives have stayed with me my whole life. I was a history major and thrilled with each class I took with her. She will always be a favorite with a special place in my heart. Blessings to her family and each of you she touched.

~Holly DeVan (1973)

Want to share your own reflection or memory of Joan Iversen? You can do so on this page.

Grateful for Joan Iversen’s Impact in Your Life? Consider Paying it Forward

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The Ripple Effect

Reading the stories of how my mom has changed lives has left me in awe and grateful. I’ve learned so much about her and about each person who has taken the time to share a story. If you are someone who feels that she gave you a gift, I’m inviting you to consider “paying it forward” by donating to her scholarship so that someone else can have the gift of education. I know it’s something that she would have been both humbled about and proud of, because education was so important to her.

No donation is too small — personally, I love the idea of a scholarship fund that has grown because of gifts from all the people whose lives she touched, it’s like each donor is giving her back a piece of themselves. I know that a small donation, like $25, seems like a small amount when you hear that we need to raise $20,000 more. But when you look at it another way, only 800 people need to give $25 for us to reach that goal, or 200 people giving $100. That doesn’t seem like an unachievable goal — so many of you have written about her touching thousands of lives.

Wondering why a donation-funded scholarship is needed at a state university? Then you might want to read about why we chose a scholarship to honor her legacy

Want to give now, online? donate to the College at Oneonta Foundation and choose “Other” under Designation for Funds and specify “Dr. Joan Iversen Memorial Scholarship” in the text box after “Other.”

Read more here about how to mail your donation, and about how to be acknowledged as a donor on this blog.

Photo credit: Photo on Flickr, provided by Richard Freeman through Creative Commons licensing.

“She was…equal parts brilliance, wit, compassion, and wisdom.”

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Joan Iversen at podium, Mark Delligatti to the right

Joan Iversen Receiving Alumni Award, with Mark Delligatti, her nominator

Whenever I think of Joan, the first image that comes into my mind is this dynamo of a woman, hair piled on her head standing in the well of “IRC 3″ the largest auditorium style class space at SUNY Oneonta in the first half of the 1970s. Her classes were events. She was the complete educator-equal parts brilliance, wit, compassion, and wisdom. Her syllabi were daunting, but her expectations clear. When you got on that ride with Joan Iversen, you know where it was going, but the getting there would be the adventure. I’ve often told how she brought history to life, for instance talking about “Franklin, Winnie, and Joe” (Roosevelt, Churchill, and Stalin) in a way that made them approachable, understandable, and alive. When this tiny white woman read us Sojourner Truth’s “Ain’t I a Woman” speech, the chills went up and down our spines. Oh my, that lady could teach! But she also taught us to think.
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Why a Scholarship was Chosen as the Vehicle for Honoring Joan Iversen

My mom was a life-long learner long before that term had ever been coined. Even throughout her retirement she read the New York Times daily, listened to National Public Radio, watched several news shows a day, and continued to read about the periods of history she had focused on in her teaching days.

Applicants for working papers at Department of Education Bldg. Boston, Mass, October 1909

A a lifelong learner, she was passionate about the power of education. And as the first generation in her family to attend college, she understood all too well how it opened up possibilities that wouldn’t have been there otherwise.

Her students, teaching, and education were central to who she was. During her memorial service we joked about how, even in retirement, she continued to teach people that she encountered everywhere (laundromats, campgrounds, grocery stores), even when they didn’t think they needed instruction.

After her retirement, my mom watched in concern as tuition costs for higher education rose, especially those for public higher education. I remember her distress about the decreasing state support for public universities: NY State tax dollars now provide only about 12% of the support for the total budget at the State University of New York at Oneonta– these trends resulted in a huge decrease from the support levels of about 80% that characterized public higher education 20 years ago.  It was clear to her that tuition levels had risen significantly to fill the budget gaps left by decreasing state support. As a result, she was very concerned that access to higher education was becoming even more limited for those from the middle and working classes.

SUNY Tuition Over Time

So after my mom’s death, given her passion for students and education, it was never a question for our family that a scholarship to support the values that she championed would be an important way to solidify her legacy. I know that she would be pleased to be able to make college possible for students confronting significant financial barriers posed by the cost of tuition.

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Interested in Donating to the Scholarship?

Checks can be made out to the “College at Oneonta Foundation” memo: “Dr. Joan Iversen Memorial Scholarship”-mail to: Office of College Advancement, 308 Netzer Admin Bldg, Oneonta, NY 13820.

To give to the scholarship online, go to the College at Oneonta Foundation Giving Page and choose “Other” under Designation for Funds and specify “Dr. Joan Iversen Memorial Scholarship” in the text box after “Other.”

The College at Oneonta Foundation will be updating me periodically about who has given. But I would love it if there weren’t a lag in receiving that information. So if you’ve given and would be willing to let me acknowledge your gift online in some way (full name, first name only, anonymous, or whatever) please send me an email at smythnj at gmail dot com.

~ By Nancy Smyth, Dr. Joan Iversen’s daughter, on behalf of Jack Iversen and then entire Iversen-Smyth clan.

Photo credits: #1: from the US National Archives on Flickr, and #2: by Stephanie Amesse on Flickr

“I was thrilled to be carrying on her legacy”

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Legacy Parkway

I was a non-traditional student at Oneonta in the early 90s and Dr. Iversen generously allowed me into her History of the 1960s as an overload. It was one of my favorite courses. Even though I had lived through the period, I had been too young to understand the significance of the powerful forces shaping the nation during that era. The love I found for the discipline at Oneonta led me to pursue a PhD at Binghamton University. As an advanced graduate student, the first course I taught on my own was The History of the Sixties! Several years later, as an adjunct instructor at SUNY Oneonta, I had the honor and privilege of teaching Dr. Iversen’s Sixties course there. She was a wonderful teacher and I was thrilled to be carrying on her legacy. She will be missed.

~ Dave Richards

Photo courtesy of Garrett on Flickr

Want to share your own reflection or memory of Joan Iversen? You can do so on this page.

Celebrating Joan Iversen’s Life

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Alter at Memorial Service

Several people have expressed to me that they wish they had been able to attend my mom’s memorial service. My mother was not a religious person, but my mom did have some spiritual beliefs. So as we thought about her service, we decided to reach out to Oneonta’s Unitarian Universalist Society’s Reverend Craig Schwanlenberg to provide the service, because she had really appreciated a service she had done for recently deceased colleagues. Reverend Craig interviewed all of us in-depth and he ended up working with us to create a service that my mom would have loved– it even featured some content from her favorite TV series, The West Wing. 

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Quilt Made for Otsego NOW – on display at the service

I promise that it’s much more up-beat than it sounds like it would be. It was truly a celebration of her life, with lots of laughter and good stories from family members, friends, and former students. And afterwords, we enjoyed brownies and snickers bars in her name. So for those who would like to hear the service, here is an MP3 audio file If you would prefer to listen offline, you should be able to download the file here: Joan Iversen Memorial Service

Want to share your own reflection or memory of Joan Iversen? You can do so on this page.

“She is…the ‘gold standard’ to which I hold myself”

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Dr Iversen was my advisor and the reason I became a history teacher. She is to this day, 20 years later, the “gold standard” to which I hold myself. Her passion, dedication and love of history and teaching were an inspiration and motivator. She gave me such a kick in the pants when I needed one. She had the audacity to retire before my senior year and pretty much instructed me to get over myself and not embarrass her! I took every class she offered.

~ Michele Agulla-Streck

Photo courtesy of Maura Teague on Flickr

Want to share your own reflection or memory of Joan Iversen? You can do so on this page.

“If Joan taught a class in basket weaving I would have taken it… She was THAT good”

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Russ Padden & Joan Iversen 2002 at her 70th birthday

Russ Padden & Joan Iversen 2002 at her 70th birthday

I read an average of a book a week – usually History. Finished one Thursday, started another Friday. This is part of the legacy of having Joan as a teacher.

I took my first class from her as a Sophomore in 1970 and eventually took every class she taught. She awakened in me a love of learning and enhanced the desire to question the pablum that we are fed as “History.” I have often commented that if Joan taught a class in basket weaving I would have taken it… She was THAT good. Continue reading

“She demanded more of me until I learned to demand more of myself”

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My name is Linda Robins and I wanted to tell you how sad I was to learn of your mom’s passing today.

I was one of the thousands of her Oneonta students. I attended between 1981 and 1985.

Electric. I am now remembering her voice, her movement, her command as she taught in lecture halls both large and small. Your mom challenged me. She pushed me. Continue reading

Thanks to our donors

Thanks so much to each and every person who has supported the Dr. Joan Iversen Scholarship. I received a list of 39 donors (not including me) from the College at Oneonta Foundation last week. I have permission to share the names of a handful of donors so far – I will need to write to most of them to ask for permission to share their names. But I thought it would be a good time to start the donor acknowledgement page, so it’s now published, waiting for me to add more names.

If you have donated, you can really speed up the acknowledgment process by letting me know it’s okay to name you in the donor list. Continue reading

“Suddenly, I understood so much more about my own family life.”

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Dr. Iversen & two student at the DC Rally

Pro-Choice Rally, DC, circa 1985 w/SUCO Women’s Alliance members Stevi Calandra & Robin Frankel. (Joan Iversen in the middle)

I still have my notes from a history class taught by Dr. Iversen that I took decades ago.  As a kid, I was never a history buff.  I considered history to be a very male pursuit.  Mostly because every history enthusiast I knew were men obsessed with war history.  Like my Dad who watched every WWII movie a zillion times.  Joan Iversen changed all that for me. Continue reading

We’re making awesome progress!

I just received my first update from the College at Oneonta Foundation and I’m excited to report that we have successfully raised $4,955! This means that we are almost at 20% of our goal (just $45 short, proof that every dollar counts).

I think this is really wonderful progress given that we have 5 years to reach our goal of $25,000 and that many people are still only just learning of my mom’s death. But just because we have 5 years to reach the goal doesn’t mean we need to take 5 years to reach it. The sooner we reach that goal, the sooner a student will receive the first scholarship award.

Thanks so much to everyone who has donated so far! I, and my family, really appreciate your support. I know my mom would be pleased, too, although she would also be pushing us to do better (since that was what she did ALL the time!).

Shortly, I will be making an acknowledgements page to publicly thank each person who has given. I will, of course, be contacting each person who has donated (the college will be sending me a list) to ask for permission to list your name. Continue reading

“She Encouraged Her Students to Aim Higher”

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As a quiet, first generation college student, your mom would not have remembered me – but I believe that was, perhaps, her greatest gift: she was simply inspirational to ALL of her students (particularly to the young women as I was in the early 1980’s).

In the classroom – she was a force – using slides and music as she lectured – and was completely captivating and ahead of her time. Her enthusiasm was boundless and infectious – we cared because she cared.

She encouraged her students to aim higher. I know I did.

~Tracy Fontao

First Scholarship Update

The progress thermometer is now just at a starting point. I’m still awaiting the first official update from the folks at the College at Oneonta Foundation. The $2000 number is simply the amount I’m starting with–it’s based on the checks that were handed to me at the time of my mom’s memorial service and my own donation. It doesn’t yet include any donations that have been made online or that have been sent directly to the college. The staff there told me that they give regular updates if gifts are being made. The Academy has a pace that works well in its world. However, I know at the university where I work, those updates don’t come in “internet time.” I’ll be contacting the people at the College at Oneonta Foundation to see if we can find a faster update mechanism.