A Lead In To The Middle Ages (class notes)

Please see A Lead In To The Middle Ages  for the end product of all these little class "notes" . . . the intense reading did jar me a bit and altho it was mostly a gathering of quotes it was a fruitful thing for me . . . thanks for looking . . . (added this note 24nov12) . . .
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as interested as I was in Dr. Joseph Zavadil's class in Medieval Studies, June-July 1969 at the University of New Mexico, most of what I did was draw (doodle) draw draw and evidently it occupied a few other students' minds too . . . 

this led to delaying my paper and working on intensive full-time reading August 7th to the 9th of September and handing in a bizarre compilation of quotes from my studies which included a big share of Jung and became a "volume" called "A Lead In To The Middle Ages" . 

. .  Dr. Zavadil was not impressed saying that the academic world was more of an advanced degree "factory" (my word) and so I got a (deserved I guess) low B in that class . . . these are simply the class notes that lead to "A Lead In . . ." .

the subsequent studies entitled A Lead In To the Middle Ages simply absorbed me to the point of defeatest obsession . . . but was like a foundation in my mind, no matter what Dr. Zavadil thought, and was just what I needed, to take off from . . .

Scout (between the digits), with a note . . . (from a 1967 notebook)

page typed on Twiltone (paper then used for mimeo) from NB in '67, larry goodell

(this followed the poem in the NB) . . .

(now this is weird, I’m maybe tuning in more on galactic frequencies that my brain agency converts into words — “between the digits” came strongly. I walked outside, coming back in “told frequency. . .” came. & then the next groups down to“Scout. . .speaks” came. The rest was prompted by looking back to earlier things, came as if to make clear, bring a person, mask, character in to explain. ?? I read Keith Wilson’s poems from Graves Registry this afternoon – one, “Battle Scene,” has clear-cut description (in gd sense) then half-way thru, a “character,” the boy enters the poem. Just thinking in retrospect this may have been in my mind strongly)

To wit:

NB 4  june-oct '67 (a page)

(the following page)

larry goodell / placitas, new mexico / 9-26-1967 from Notebook 4

 -- golly I've been reading Keith Wilson for over 40 years!