Originally Posted by
KaiserD2
This post is probably the hardest thing that I have ever had to write.
As some of you know, Bill Strauss, the man who, with Neil Howe, brought us all together here and who certainly did more than anyone in my generation to open my eyes, contracted cancer in 1999. The initial tumor in his pancreas was removed at Johns Hopkins in a new operation and for some time, he was fully all right. It turned out, however, that the cells had also spread to his liver, and during the last eight years he had a number of chemotherapy treatments. They were difficult (I witnessed some first hand, since I often stayed at their home in Washington), but he always recovered eventually and resumed his full round of activity. (Bill gave an interview about all this to a local paper a year or two ago.)
Unfortunately he has not been able to recover from the last treatment. His wife Janie, '46, a wonderful woman and a dear friend, has just told me to let you all know about this. Bill is very weak; it is impossible to know how long he will last. With Janie's encouragement, I am inviting you all to post anything you have to say about Bill and what he has meant to you right here. Sadly, he will not be able to read it, but it will mean a great deal to Janie, his daughters Melanie, Victoria, and Becky, and his son Eric. His granddaughter Madison, born this year, and further grandchildren yet to come will enjoy them as well some day. And obviously it will mean a great deal to all of us.
Bill and Neil are two of only four Boomers from whom I feel I learned something truly new, exciting, and important. He remains a dear friend and a remarkable man. As I realized last winter teaching generations to Millennials at Williams College, Boomers tend to be emotional, self-confident, and convinced that they must be right. If they are wrong, this makes them unbearable; if they are right, it makes them invaluable. Bill has been right far more often than not and actually did something that I could never have done--he and Neil rediscovered America. I am delighted that I have done something to spread his legacy and hope to do more.
Meanwhile, he will leave a gap in my own life that no one will ever be able to fill.