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I am honored and delighted to be included in this memorial issue for Arnold Rubin. My main mentors have always been inspirational, tough, and a little crazy. I was introduced to Arnold in 1967 on the campus at Bloomington; I had driven over from Antioch College in Ohio to meet the man who would be my teacher at UCLA in the coming fall, when I was to begin graduate studies. Transported from those Midwestern years, we both learned to love Los Angeles. Together we did fieldwork at Forest Lawn Cemetery and at the Rose Parade. We talked, we fought, and I learned. Arnold encouraged me to pursue a Ph.D. at Yale with Robert Farris Thompson, who had done much dance-related research in Nigeria and Cuba. I loved to dance and really wanted to work in the Caribbean. Whenever I returned to L.A. and visited Arnold, we would still talk and argue, but now as colleagues. I don't think he really liked my work on Jonkonnu. I had yet to learn to see perceptively and playfully. But Cuba is so playful! I know Arnold would have delighted in Carnaval, with all its complicated innuendoes and blatant juxtapositions. Just look at these pictures!

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