Huge Iron Rods, Reaching From Basement To Attic, Support the, Well Varnished, Heavy Wooden Stairs.
“ This was a place where he was received...as himself. Not as what he could be or should be but as himself. A place all receptive...listening. He gave everything to it. This wasn’t one room, this was a thousand rooms, changing each day with the storms and snows and patterns of clouds on the mountains, with each class, and even with each student. No two hours were ever alike, and it was always a mystery to him what the next one would bring “
Montana Hall, Montana State University, .Bozeman, MT. About twelve years after ZMM was published, the Montana hall Classrooms all were converted to university administrative offices. To see photographs of the Narrator’s old classroom, go to Detour in new browser frame for http://home.att.net/~wagtail/D6.htm
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(Photo = 108-0829r ...... ZMM Page = 157 ...... WayPt = 203`|y|' 4900ft)