I remember vividly
the first time I saw Larry Levine. It was the (southern hemisphere) winter of
1988, and he rang the bell of the house I was minding in Croydon, a suburb of
Sydney. I can see him now framed in the front doorway, trademark smile erupting
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I met Larry Levine exactly twice. The first time, he had come south from Berkeley to give a paper and seminar at Claremont Graduate School, where I was a desperately insecure new graduate student who had just finished reading Black Culture and Black Consciousness. Det... [more]
At last year’s conference in honor of Larry Levine we celebrated this extraordinary historian in life. We discussed the ways Larry’s work revolutionized our profession, and how it will continue to influence “the state of cultural history” for years to come. But Larry ... [more]
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Professor Levine was my teacher and mentor during my last year as an undergraduate student at George Mason University in 1995. He was so different from other professors I had met at the time. He had long hair and wore concert t-shirts to class! Even though he was wid... [more]
I was deeply saddened by Larry's illness and death. As one of his last doctoral students, I am forever indebted to Larry for seeing my through my dissertation while he was courageously fighting his own battle with cancer. I consider him to be one of the greatest men I... [more]
I don’t remember when I first met Larry. It seems like he has always been a presence in my life, although I knew his work long before I knew him personally – he was a powerful influence on my development as a historian. At some point I met him and was immediately dra... [more]
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