Mary Jane Roach Masters Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield
Mary Jane Roach Masters Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield
Mary Jane Roach Masters Memoir - University of Illinois Springfield
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A. Almost two years.<br />
Q. What made you leave?<br />
A. I felt I was getting nowhere. I was really being exploited earlier by Washington <strong>University</strong><br />
because I was a woman. I was not getting anywhere. I was not being even encouraged to go on<br />
beyond my <strong>Masters</strong> degree.<br />
Q. Now wait. How did you get to New York in the first place?<br />
A. Got on the train and went.<br />
Q. You were through with school?<br />
A. It was August. Late August. I always had moonlighting jobs in the summer. Taught summer<br />
school a couple <strong>of</strong> times and then I got jobs with the American Express Co. and took groups<br />
abroad in the '30's.<br />
Q. When did you begin to paint?<br />
A. After I came to <strong>Springfield</strong>. I never had time before that. I was completely wrapped up in<br />
teaching and in the theater and having fun and I began to paint when I came to <strong>Springfield</strong>. Went<br />
out to the <strong>Springfield</strong> Art Association and worked with Lillian Scalzo who was a very special<br />
person.<br />
Q. How old were you?<br />
A. I was thirty-one.<br />
Q. When did you realize you had some talent?<br />
A. Oh, I knew I had some talent. When I was in Chicago, I won a Tribune city-wide contest for<br />
a poster and the topic was the High Cost <strong>of</strong> Living. (Chuckle) And I remember I did a sunrise <strong>of</strong><br />
some sort but in any event I had a wonderful History and Art Teacher who had a water color class<br />
in the summer which I joined, and I loved it. This was an occasion <strong>of</strong> a funny experience I had at<br />
Washington <strong>University</strong> many years later when I went back to a reunion. I went up to the new<br />
Dean <strong>of</strong> the Medical School and I said, "Hello Oliver Lowry, you and I were in fifth grade<br />
together in Rogers Park in Chicago. Do you remember Miss Devine?" And he said, "Yes, a<br />
History and Art teacher," and I said, "Well I remember it very well because I was the sort <strong>of</strong> child<br />
who always had her hand up to answer the questions and she finally said, "<strong>Mary</strong> <strong>Jane</strong>, let's hear<br />
what OLIVER has to say." I was rebuked. And he said, "Do you know why she did that? My<br />
father was Superintendent <strong>of</strong> Schools." (Chuckle) It was a funny encounter and very pleasant.