MAGISTER
JOHANNES
A Tribute
to Dr. John Senior
By Robert WyerDr. John Senior was a retired Professor of Classics and a
well-known Catholic thinker, of international reputation. He
authored The Way Down and Out (1959), The Death of
Christian Culture (1978), The Restoration of Christian
Culture (1983), Pale Horse, Easy Rider (1992), and
The Idea of a School (1994). With two other professors,
Dr. Dennis Quinn and Dr. Frank Nelick, he taught in the very
successful Integrated Humanities Program at the University of
Kansas. Dr. Senior was a longtime member of the Immaculata
Chapel at St. Mary’s College in Kansas. He was buried from the
chapel on April 13, 1999, following a Requiem Mass celebrated
by the rector, Rev. Fr. Ramon Angles. The following tribute is
offered by one of his students.
At the end of Tom Brown’s Schooldays by
Thomas Hughes, Tom returns to visit the tomb of Dr. Arnold,
the former headmaster of Rugby School. Tom wasn’t always the
perfect student during his years at Rugby, but he imbibed Dr.
Arnold’s spirit because he was a good boy and
―perhaps, more
importantly ―because Dr. Arnold was wise enough and good
enough to see the man that Tom could become. When Tom returns,
he goes into the chapel where Arnold is buried; he is
brokenhearted and he cries as the memories of the past
surround him. At first, his thoughts are of Dr. Arnold:
And he turned to the pulpit [where Arnold regularly
preached to the boys], and looked at it, and then, leaning
forward with his head on his hands, groaned aloud.
"If
he could only have seen the Doctor again for...five
minutes; have told him all that was in his heart, what he
owed to him, how he loved and reverenced him, and would by
God’s help follow his steps in life and death, he could
have borne it all without a murmur. But that he should
have gone away for ever without knowing it all, was too
much to bear."
Many former students of John Senior undoubtedly experienced
similar sentiments when he died on April 8, 1999. Many of us,
who were students, friends, and family of Dr. Senior, owe him
a tremendous debt of gratitude for his witness to the truth.
Above all else, he was a teacher. Dr. Senior was a man rooted
in reality. The starting point of any conversation with him
(and its arché sustaining the talk throughout) was
things as they are. For him, the fundamental question
remained, "Is it true?" He wholeheartedly subscribed to
the sane and common-sensical philosophy recorded in
Shakespeare’s As You Like It: "the property of rain is to
wet and fire to burn." For this reason (though always a
gentleman according to Newman’s famous definition), Dr. Senior
believed in telling the truth. A lie is a deliberate
frustration of man’s natural God-given capacity to utter the
truth. Even when telling the truth meant disagreeing with a
friend or someone he greatly respected, he would humbly but
clearly beg to differ
―ultimately because God is Truth. In an
age seduced by talk of "Who’s to say?" Dr. Senior began
his teaching by pointing to the world around him. He was a
poet, and poets are taken with reality. Dr. Senior was called
a romantic and a dreamer (and worse), but he was not some
utopian visionary. He was too grounded in the earth to be
fantastical. With all of his being, Dr. Senior believed that
the Catholic Faith represents the highest expression of truth.
When he was led to the Church later in life, he embraced it
with Pauline zeal and sought to steep himself in her wisdom
and traditions. He loved the Latin language because it was her
language; he loved St. Benedict as the patron of Europe and
his monastic rule as the plow of Christendom; he loved the
Fathers and St. Thomas Aquinas. He prayed the ancient Divine
Office and preached the merits of the traditional Roman
liturgy. He loved the Blessed Virgin Mary and all of her
angels. He loved the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass because there
he found Christ Himself. He led students to the baptismal
font, to the altar as priests, to the bonds of good and
fruitful marriages, and to the choirs of monasteries.
He understood that Christian culture is the seedbed of the
Faith. Though the Faith can (and does) endure amidst a culture
antithetical to it, it cannot flourish under such conditions.
Archbishop Lefebvre, in a statement Dr. Senior loved to
recall, told him, La messe est l’Eglise (The Mass is
the Church). In The Restoration of Christian Culture,
Dr. Senior elaborated on this most important truth
preserved by the courageous archbishop:
Whatever we do in the political or social order, the
indispensable foundation is prayer, the heart of which is the
Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, the perfect prayer of Christ
Himself, Priest and Victim, recreating in an unbloody manner
the bloody, selfsame Sacrifice of Calvary. What is Christian
culture? It is essentially the Mass. That is not my or
anyone’s opinion or theory or wish but the central fact of
2,000 years of history. Christendom, what secularists call
Western Civilization, is the Mass and the paraphernalia which
protect and facilitate it. All architecture, art, political
and social forms, economics, the way people live and feel and
think, music, literature
―all
these things when they are right are ways of fostering and
protecting the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. To enact a
sacrifice, there must be an altar, an altar has to have a roof
over it in case it rains; to reserve the Blessed Sacrament, we
build a little House of Gold and over it a Tower of Ivory with
a bell and a garden round it with the roses and lilies of
purity, emblems of the Virgin Mary
―Rosa
Mystica, Turris Davidica, Turris Eburnea, Domus Aurea,
who carried His Body and His Blood in her womb, Body of
her body, Blood of her blood. And around the church and
garden, where we bury the faithful dead, the caretakers live,
the priests and religious whose work is prayer, who keep the
Mystery of Faith in its tabernacle of music and words in the
Office of the Church; and around them, the faithful who gather
to worship and divide the other work that must be done in
order to make the perpetuation of the Sacrifice possible–to
raise the food and make the clothes and build and keep the
peace so that generations to come may live for Him, so that
the Sacrifice goes on even until the consummation of the
world.
Elsewhere, Senior explained that not all of these elements
of civilized human life have to preach the Faith explicitly,
but they should echo it in their order and beauty, and even
(especially!) in their simple elegance. John Senior was not an
advocate of luxurious living or empty aestheticism; he was a
troubadour of simplicity, a virtue reflected in his subtle
austerity. Though his boyhood dreams were of cowboys and poets
(and both were realized), Dr. Senior found his vocation as a
teacher. To his tribute, he became a latter-day Socrates to
countless young men and women. Not all of Dr. Senior’s
students followed him into the Church, but the thousands who
did not surely gained some greater affinity for the good, the
true and the beautiful as a result of his teaching the classic
works of literature. In this regard, he was a worthy son of
another great teacher, Mark Van Doren, of Columbia University,
though he outdistanced his mentor in coming to the fullness of
revealed truth. As successful as he was, Dr. Senior remained
humble, giving the credit to God. He insisted that no Catholic
was going to win on the world’s terms, he realized that
"losing" is the path of martyrs and saints, paved by the
Passion and Death of Our Lord.
Nothing is coincidental, Dr. Senior used to maintain; all
is providential. He died at home on Easter Thursday, while
praying the rosary with his beloved wife. The epistle
appointed for the day is from the Acts of the Apostles:
Now an angel of the Lord spoke to Philip, saying: Arise, go
towards the south, to the way that goeth down from Jerusalem
to Gaza: this is desert. And rising up he went. And behold a
man of Ethiopia, an eunuch of great authority under Candace
the queen of the Ethiopians, who had charge over all her
treasures had come to Jerusalem to adore. And he was
returning, sitting in his chariot, and reading Isaias the
prophet. And the spirit said to Philip: Go near, and join
thyself to this chariot. And Philip running thither, heard him
reading the prophet Isaias. And he said: Thinkest thou that
thou understandest what thou readest? Who said: And how can I,
unless some man shew me? And he desired Philip that he would
come up and sit with him (Acts 8:26-31).
Dr. Senior ended one of his last essays, History and
the School, by quoting and commenting on this passage
as a paradigm of good teaching.
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"Now an angel of the Lord
spoke to Philip." Before
the beginning, the angel speaks. There is a theological
dimension outside time to the act of teaching, which though
not sacramentally sealed, is nonetheless a vocation; the
teacher is called.
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"And rising up, he went." A sign of one’s vocation
is his instantaneous response. Like falling in love, against
all rational reluctance, it is a "want," something
one cannot live without.
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"And behold a man of Ethiopia, an eunuch." Good
students must be Ethiopian
―black in ignorance if not in
skin (often in skin as well) who, castrate of their
arrogance, come up to school to learn. Smart-aleck
know-it-alls cannot be taught.
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"Reading Isaias the prophet."
Teaching is not
advertising or salesmanship. College English teachers faced
with freshmen who hate literature, think their job is
somehow to convert them —by cajolery, finding something in a
text (or selecting lesser texts) relating to their sick,
impoverished wants. But the fault was back in high school
where they should have loved Shakespeare. But, the high
school teacher found his freshmen coming up from elementary
school with no desire to read Shakespeare because they had
not first loved Stevenson. And the grade school teacher
found his students coming up from home without Mother Goose.
And more important still, the love of literature at any
stage supposes love of life
―grounded in acute sensation and
deep emotion. I remember a famous college professor who,
asked for a reading list, replied, "Why take the course
if not engrossed in it already? One can no more study a book
than love a girl on assignment." And if they do not love
girls?
-
"And the Spirit said to Philip: Go near and join thyself
to this chariot." The original call is general–the angel
said to St. Philip, "Arise and go toward the South,"
which is to say to some good school. But when the teacher,
perusing rows of up and down-turned faces, hears an interior
whisper
―"That one, there"
―it is love at first sight.
That teachers have favorite students and students favorite
teachers is a fact no sentiment of fairness can delete. Of
course we must be just and love in charity; but affection
knows no law. Sometimes a student goes through several
grades before he finds his master and a teacher must be
patient when the spirit fails to speak.
-
"And Philip running thither." It is true that
because the teacher qua teacher is superior to the
student, the student must come to him
―you cannot force
learning on unwilling souls. But as we love God only because
He first loved us, so teachers, when they hear the second
call, must run to wake their sleeping students up.
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And then, like Socrates, quicken them with questions:
"And thinkest thou that thou understandest what thou readest?"
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Then such love may be requited: "And he desired
Philip that he would come up and sit with him." The
student now stays after class with questions of his own,
comes to the teacher’s office, follows him around, gets
invited to his home and, like good fathers and sons, they
become lifelong friends.
John Senior could write so eloquently of what he called
"a little eight-note scale of its own on the acts (not arts)
of teaching and learning" because he loved his students.
Quoting Garrigou-Lagrange, he said that an analogy exists
between paternity and teaching; both are generative. But the
love of the teacher for his student, like the love of the
father for his son, is greater than vice versa because
it is the love of the cause. Finally, however, Dr. Senior was
urged on by charity, the love of God. His greatest lesson was
to teach others to do the same. As Tom Brown remembers Dr.
Arnold, he also recalls the number of other students who were
influenced by the great man
―others "nobler and braver and
purer than he." Hughes ends his novel with words even more
appropriate in the case of John Senior and his students.
For it is only through our mysterious human relationships,
through the love and tenderness and purity of mothers and
sisters and wives, through the strength and courage and wisdom
of fathers and brothers and teachers, that we can come to the
knowledge of Him, in whom alone the love, and the tenderness,
and the purity, and the strength, and the courage, and the
wisdom of all these dwell for ever and ever in perfect
fullness.
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