TESTAMONIALS

Ingeborg Walther
Remembering Frank

At the sort of professional gatherings where “introductions” take place – those first five or ten minutes when we go around the room introducing ourselves so that we can take stock of just who else is present in the room and what it is they do – Frank would always say: “Frank Borchardt, German teacher.” Never once did I hear him refer to himself as “professor,” or “scholar of early modern European literature.” With Frank, this was by no means (false) modesty – Frank was not a particularly modest person. Frank genuinely thought of himself first and foremost as a teacher, and he was proudest of the fact that, unlike many of his distinguished peers, he also taught his beloved “Baby-Deutsch” (his term for Elementary German). Of course, I suspect that he also introduced himself in this manner as a sort of gleeful provocation to the others in the room, for whom language teaching was something of a less than high-minded occupation. Frank also loved to poke and provoke. But he took his teaching seriously. He kept current with the scholarship of teaching and learning, and often contributed to it himself, particularly in the area of computer-assisted learning. Thus I was astonished when he sat in on the graduate seminar I taught my first year at Duke on second language acquisition and foreign language pedagogy. He claimed to have learned a lot from me, but it is I who benefited most, from the questions he posed, the books and articles to which he referred me, and from our occasional arguments about pedagogy. More than once he would make a claim that I thought senseless or even a bit silly, only to remember it months or even years later with little light-bulbs going off in my head realizing, aha, Frank was right!

The first question Frank asked at my job interview had to do with the difference between “training” and “education.” It is a question to which I have returned again and again in my own scholarly work and practice. In fact, it is a question which has become central to issues of higher education in the United States. For Frank – one of the most educated people I have ever known – language teaching in particular was more than the training of a discrete skill. In his “Baby-Deutsch” classes he often held forth on art, music, architecture, history – all in the form of great stories and life lessons. I was never quite sure how his students were learning to speak (he did not do communicative drills!), but it was always Frank’s students who were inspired by him to take advanced courses, become majors, study, work, and live abroad.

Frank also made his students memorize German poetry – lots of it, in nearly every class he taught. If they groaned, he told them this might one day get them the job with the 6-figure salary. Lo and behold, this indeed came to pass with at least one student, who years later reported to Frank that he had the opportunity to recite a Rilke poem in a job interview with an executive at a major German financial institution. And he got the job! Frank loved to “torture” his students in this manner. He loved poetry, and he loved music, especially that of Mahler, Schubert, and Schumann. One of the last things he said to me was that he wanted to “torture” everyone by having them think of him for 5 minutes every time they listened to the music of Schumann. I know I certainly will!

Ingeborg Walther, Duke University
Associate Dean of Trinity College of Arts and Sciences
Director of the Office of Curriculum and Course Development


Eva Mader
Yes, Frank, we do go back a long way.

Remember meeting on the “Bremen” as we set sail for Germany on our German Government Grant, both spending the year 1960-61 in West Berlin at the Free University? Remember loading up on cheap books in Communist East Berlin and diving into the cultural scene there?

When we returned you gave my life a new direction. On a bet you lured me to Hopkins, saying that even with a degree in Sociology I could charm my way into Germanics. And suddenly I found myself teaching and loving it. It became my life’s vocation. You were an inspiration, a friendship I valued.

Thank you, my friend.

Eva Mader,
Bellevue Washington evamader@aol.com


Carlos Astroza Hidalgo
Today, September 22nd, a few moments ago while searching for some information on Frank, I found out about his death. This is one of the saddest things that have ever happened to me.
I met Frank in Argentina, '99 I believe. The first time I heard him speak I was impressed. After that, we kept in contact through e-mail with jokes and details about my country. In 2005, due to a project I was working on, I had the good fortune to have Frank receive me in his office at Duke. During about a month, Frank guided my work regarding a pedagogic model for learning.
For me, Frank represents one of the most attractive and wonderful people I have ever met. You have no idea how much I lament his death and even more so having found out about it so late. I think it was in January when I last spoke with him. It seems like it was yesterday.
I regret not having spent more time to keep in contact with him. He was a person who had so much to give. I feel indebted to Frank because I didn't return to him the time he dedicated to me. In seven months all I have done is to think and write very little. Frank, dear old friend, I did not treat you the way I should have.
You won't believe it, but I was planning to invite him to give a few talks. He always insisted that it had to be outside of his teaching periods. How fragile is the human being. I still keep thinking that I will see him again only to hear his phrase, "Carlos…dolce!!!", referring to dessert after lunch or dinner. How absurd, I had already planned the places where I would take him, the things I would show him.
After he told me that he was alright after his knee surgery, I no longer worried about this great man. I have left things pending with him. I am terribly heart broken. How is it possible that in seven months I hadn't called or sent him an e-mail to say, "Frank, how are you? Have you been taking care of yourself?" To hear his already famous, "Cheers!!!"
Mrs. Walter, I apologize for sending this note to you in Spanish when I should have sent it to Frank. Would it be possible for you to print this message and place it on his tomb?

Cordially,

Carlos Astroza Hidalgo
Investigador Alterno
Centro de Investigación en TI & Aprendizaje
www.citia.org


Mike Murray
I had hoped to see Frank Borchardt at the September 2006 fiftieth reunion of our Regis High School graduating class. Unfortunately, Frank’s illness had progressed to the point that his attendance at that New York get-together was simply not possible.

Frank and I were not close friends during our secondary school years. As sophomores he elected the German concentration and I the Greek. My choice had less to do with love of the ancient classics than with a tenuous grasp of the most fundamental I concepts of math and science, both of which subjects were pursued more extensively and rigorously in the German sequence Frank had chosen.

I knew, of course, that even then, Frank was a man of varied and passionate interests. His portrayal of complex Shakespearean heroes in the roles he played for Regis Dramatic Society productions was a source of wonder to all his classmates, and every conversation with Frank was inormed by a lively humor and by eclectic interests unusual for a high school student.

I remember, in particular, a Saturday entrance exam for eighth grade aspirants to Regis that Frank and I both volunteered to proctor, During the test I scuttled up and down the aisles, trying to strike a pose evenly composed of the nun most deeply feared in the test-takers’ elementary school classrooms and the Mr. Chips-like lay teacher they might expect to meet at Regis. Frank walked serenely among them, reading quietly from Eliot’s Waste Land, looking neither right nor left as he navigated the rows of desks. He was a man among boys (myself included), but he talked also animatedly and knowledgably to me at the break about his opinions of both the Beatles and the Yankees, Requiescat in pace.

Mike Murray, Tampa FL
mmurray75O8@tampabay.rr.com


Bert Wolf
When I first met Dr. Borchardt in the fall of 1985, he was already fascinated by computers, At the time he was limited to the use of a K-Pro personal computer or the mainframe at TUCC (Triangle University Computing Center). At Dr. Borchardt’s urging, the latter was used to administer a midterm to all students taking their first German language class that year. The benefits were obvious - standardized testing, automated scoring, strict time limits and, for students, the convenience of taking the test during Language Lab hours on the assigned date. The reality was that the response time of the TUCC mainframe varied according to how much it was used. Many students who took the test that afternoon waited 20 minutes or more for the second question after submitting their answer to the first. The final result was that there was no midterm exam grade. The following week, students in my class wrote their best essays of the semester “auf Deutsch” in response to the essay question ‘What do you think about the recent online test that you took?”

A Duke Medical student, Tom Clark, created a scripting language for creating drill and test questions, first for the mainframe and then the PC. Dr. Borchardt was awarded a grant from the NSA to make this program-- CALlS (computer assisted language instruction system) more flexible and to add foreign character sets. CALlS was available to anyone in academia who wanted a copy. In the days of the simple EGA and VGA video adapters, a PC that could display 512 foreign characters with an editor that even supported right-to-left editing passed as a miracle. CALlS was a simple scripting language that made it possible to provide the appearance of artificial intelligence in feedback to students. An instructor with a good knowledge of the student could anticipate answers, right and wrong and provide Custom feedback for each of them. “Wildcards” and logical operators such as “AND” and “OR” greatly reduced the amount of programming that went into a lesson that could prompt a student to make a better guess next time. Dr. Borchardt presented this software throughout the US and abroad. It was widely used in the Department of Defense and in high schools, community colleges and universities throughout the US and the world.

Dr. Borchardt was very interested in the use of neural networks to solve problems of natural language such as speech recognition and artificial intelligence. Under his direction, research associates worked to reproduce the work of others and to advance this field. It was a dream of his to see computers programmed to learn and to use probabilistic rather than deterministic methods of problem solving. The processor power of the PC in the mid 80’s made this a difficult if not impossible task, But glimpses of light such as tile network that guessed “der” for the gender of the noun “Sprung” gave him hope. (For non-German speakers, words ending in “ung” are usually feminine, not masculine as is “leap.”) In the years since, this technology has been applied in areas as diverse as medicine, horse racing, and finance. Dr. Borchardt saw all of his employees as his children. This was mostly good. But did sometimes seem like a burden. He demanded so much, saying “mehr Arbeit macht freier.” He worked most holidays and sometimes became testy when his employees celebrated Memorial or Labor Day somewhere besides at their desks. His insistence on doing all of the driving to places like Baltimore, Atlanta, and Vienna prompted me to remark to him once that he was the only person who got any sleep when he drove. At the same time, he was fiercely loyal to us and did everything that he could to advance our educations and careers. The hospitality that he showed us in his home was a joy. Working with him was an opportunity that shaped my career and made me eternally grateful to him.

Dr. Borchardlt was a frequent guest at our home. He would bring a bottle of white wine and grill me about my work in computer-based training. He gave us white stars he brought back from China as Christmas tree decorations. We made several visits to Jugtown together, especially after Thanksgiving when multiple potters would open up for a big Saturday. Dr. Borchardt loved buying pottery and talking others into purchases that they were unsure of.

Bert Wolf, Durham NC
bert.wolf @earthlink.net


John Meadows (?)
Writing on back of picture frame:

To Professor Borchardt,
For your undying love and concern for the Duke student’s. I hope this letter expresses a small part of your influence at the University. Thank you.
John Meadows (?)
5-5-88
                                                                                                                             February 10. 1988
Dear Selection Committee,

           I would like to nominate a professor for the Alumni Distinguished Undergraduate Teaching Award. After reading through the list of recipients from previous years, I am shocked to see that he has not received the honor already. In my eleven years of prep school and four years at Duke, he is the finest combination of teacher, mentor, and friend I have ever encountered.
           In the classroom, his colorful teaching style has never ceased to amaze me. In the two German courses that I took from him, German Thought and Life and 17th Century Literature he managed to make two of the potentially most tedious topics become two of the most exciting. Be not merely teach but entertains his students. Employing fascinating digressions and humorous anecdotes frequently, he conveys his incredible wealth of knowledge in a way that is comprehensible to everyone regardless of their background. He implores the students to ask questions and is one of few teachers who really means it. No question is ever too dumb, too obvious, or too time-consuming for him to answer. He is serious on matters of critical academic query and more playful when the situation demands a release of pressure.
           The two courses that I took from him were taught in unique manners according to the different demands of the class. The first course was an one-hundred level seminar of fifteen undergraduates in which he mainly lectured ad answered questions. Each student kept a bluebook to fill with questions that arose from the readings that he would collect, answer, arid return by the following class. In the two-hundred level course, he sat with us and worked with each individual to help him or her better understand the text. Our final papers were graded verbally both by him and a fellow student who served as a co-referent in proper Oxfordian style.
           To complement this professor’s outstanding classroom abilities, he generously grants his free time to students for other extracurricular events Once a semester, he leads a field trip to the North Carolina Museum of Art for all members of his courses and their guests. Here again, he combines an uncanny expertise with his great sense of humor to bring the art and history to life so that it is palatable to all. Following the trip to Raleigh, he hosts a chili-party and allows the curious students to wander through his house enjoying his personal art collection.
           He has so impressed me that I asked him to be the only faculty member of a student group that I organized. The group is a dining club that consists of very bright and interesting undergraduates who meet, have dinner, and spend quality informal time with Duke’s distinguished faculty. Professors Bruce Payne, Louis Dupree, Miriam Cooke, Robert Osborne, and Lawrence Walsh are some of the guests who have joined us. The project has been a great success and I attribute a great deal of it to him. He has graciously attended each dinner that has fit into his schedule and never failed to provide the insightful wisdom that I anticipated from him. In this situation as in the classroom, he often challenges prevailing attitudes and forces students to deeply consider what we are taught. Instead of destructively criticizing targets such as the American educational system that others find so easy to attack, he chooses to stress the neglected strong points and suggest ideas to improve the problems. This optimistic approach is a refreshing and inspiring change from the pessimists of this world.
           As if these teaching qualities do not merit an award by themselves, I have thus far left out the service that he provides for the University both inside and outside of our gates. He has taught at Duke for many years and also serves as the Chairman of his Department. Further, his work on foreign language instruction through the use of computers is rated as the premier research in that field in the world. The National Security Agency has underwritten he and his staff’s efforts for several years with hundreds of thousands of dollars. His computer equipment for such work is more advanced than that possessed by the Computer Science Department and has given Duke the reputation as the national leader in this field. The programs are now in operation and available for student use in the language lab in the Foreign Language Department. His influence has brought about increased emphasis on foreign languages, the existence of international dorms, and more opportunities for study abroad
           I know that this University is fortunate to have so many outstanding professors, but I sincerely feel that this man is most deserving of some recognition. His teaching abilities, compassion for students, and work for the University are unparalleled by other faculty members. Without his instruction and friendship, my Duke career would have been markedly less enjoyable. Thank you for your consideration.

Return