| Along the way, the
redecoration of the Martin Luther statue on the seminary campus has
become an annual event, tied to the evening before the Luther
Colloquy. Historians and detectives have turned up what may be the
first such "redressing" of the statue, traced to 1950. The story had
ecumenical finger prints on it, as told below by Herbert Hecht '53. |
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According to a picture in
one of the Seminary publications, the Halloween Decoration of the
Martin Luther Statue has become an annual event, a tradition. The
picture brought back memories. Im not sure that I can claim co-credit
for originating the tradition
(since it did not immediately become an
annual event), but I believe
that I was a co-conspirator in the very first decoration of the statue.
We decorated in the dark
hours of Halloween, 1950, Paul Bucky Burrows and I. We were Juniors.
Bucky was the only Presbyterian in the student body, I was a dedicated
iconoclast. It was essential for us to make a statement, to take a
stand against the pomposity of some of our fellow students. What better
way than to decorate the cold image of The Blessed Dr. Martin?
We made our preparations,
gathering our materials while touring the battlefield and shopping in
the downtown 5 & 10. It was well after midnight when we sneaked out
to the statue. Bucky had a heart condition, so he remained on the
lawn and handed everything up: an empty gallon wine bottle, placed on
Martins lap; two king-sized cigarettes, scotch-taped together to place
between the fingers of his outstretched hand. With an orange Halloween
party hat, we elevated him to the office of a cardinal; orange crepe
paper served as a stole; and we draped an additional length of crepe
paper over his outstretched arm.
It was Buddy (Abdel Ross)
Wentzs week to eat at the refectory with the students. Thus it was
that he was there for breakfast the next morning, bright and early, as
Bucky and I were reviewing our handiwork with some other students.
Buddy Wentz was frowning; no, he was scowling As President of the
Seminary, he already knew the name of every student in the Junior Class,
so I was not surprised when he growled: Hecht! Have that taken down!
Then, and in the days that
followed, Bucky and I were vociferous as we accused one another of
committing the dastardly deed. I used the title no-good Presbyterian,
while he employed the term heretic Lutheran. Apparently, no one
suspected us. Most people blamed some nasty kids from the college.
Bucky Burrows went to a
Presbyterian Seminary the next school year, so I no longer had an
accomplice in my career of vandalism. The statue was not decorated
again during my seminary years.
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