Monday, March 24, 2008

Resume

Edward J. Lynch

747 High Street, Sebastopol, CA 95472

Home: (707) 823-5458 Work: (510) 824-2367
Email: elynch@analy.org

Artist Webpage (A Tribute to John E. Lynch: 1914- 2001)

Curriculum Guide for Social Studies Survey class (2007- 2008)


Objective:

Teach web skills and computer applications. Teach English. Create web-based curriculum to help teachers teach more effectively. Contribute skills and knowledge to improving education in California high schools. Help pre-service teachers and teachers strengthen curriculum with the tools of technology. Link members of the community to work for higher student achievement.

Education

Sonoma State University, M.A. Teaching and Learning, Specialization in Educational Technology, Summa cum laude, 2004

Sonoma State University, National Board Certification Support Program, 2001- 2002

San Francisco State University, Credential in Secondary Education, 5/88

Niagara University, Niagara, NY, B.A., Magna Cum Laude ; Delta Epsilon Sigma , Honor Society


Credentials

Clear California Credential in English, Social Science and Art (expires 2010).

BITSA support teacher, SDAI Certified.


Experience

1999-present Analy High School, , Sebastopol, CA
Social Studies, Computer Skills, Web page support, English, 9th& 11th Grade, Introduced American Social History Project, Journalism Teacher, Production of the Analyan Newspaper

2003- 2004 Sonoma State University, Tech Assistant, Education Technology Support Center

1997-1999 Middle College High School, San Pablo, CA
School to Career Coordinator,
American Social History Project, English and Computer Literacy

1993- 1996 Delta High School, El Sobrante, CA (a Necessary Small School)
English, History and Art

1988- 1993 De Anza High School, El Sobrante, CA
Geography, History and Art

1982- 1987 Department of Biochemistry, University of California, San Francisco, CA
Purchasing and Accounting,


Some Career Accomplishments

Documenting the Analy Energy Audit, A Guide for Teachers, Green Schools and Lightbridge, Sonoma State University Published at Lightbridge Site: June 2004.

Analy Journalism Program: Converted Newspaper to a total digital production, facilitated new professional journalism connections (2001)

American Social History Project: Pioneered project with college professor that integrated a history American Music curriculum with ASHP's innovative curriculum.

Career Internship Supervisor: Set up and monitored over 300 internships for students. Increased the number
of students internships from a yearly total of 50 to a yearly total of 150 in a school of 250 students. 1/99

Mentor Teacher: Computer Work Place Skills, including Spreadsheet and C.A.D. Prep, 11/95

Grant Writer: Authored successful California School to Career Grant, 1998- 1999 ($10,000); Co-authored successful
State School to Career Grant, 1997and 1998. Wrote a successful: Lockeed/ ISSME Grant for Delta High School, 2/95,
SB1510 Technology Grant for Delta High School, 5/94, PG&E Science & Technology Grant providing physics software
for Delta High School, 10/92, West Contra Costa Educational Fund Grant, 11/93.

Technical Writer: Quantum Corporation, Milpitas, CA for IISME (Industry Initiatives for Science and Math Education), Summer, 1993

Teacher of the Year Award: Richmond Unified School District, 5/93

Languages: English (advanced), Latin (advanced), Italian (intermediate), French (intermediate), Russian (beginning)

Workshop Leader:

1999 Studying African American Migrations using Toni Morrison’s Song of Solomon; Integrating Literature
and United States History
( Presentation leader with Amy Schwimmer and Terence Elliott) Bay Area

School Reform Collaborative Assembly

1998 Music for non-Musicians in the ASHP Classroom, American Social History Project, Midyear
Conference, Lowell, Mass.

1997 Teaching the Blues, Slavery, Reconstruction and Northern Migration, American Social History Project.

Recent Trainings
2008 Introduction to Jazz Improvisation, Santa Rosa Junior College, Santa Rosa, CA

2008
Towards No Drug Abuse, TND Training at Sonoma County Office of Education

2007 Painting the Human Figure, Academy of Realist Art, Toronto, Canada

2006 Still Life Workshop, Angel School of Art, Florence, Italy

1999-2001 Technology Leadership Academy (120 hours of portfolio development), SCOE, Santa Rosa, CA

1996-1999 American Social History Project National Conferences

1996 HTML Workshop, West Contra Costa Unified S.D., Richmond, CA


Other Interests

Member of SonomaMarimba Marimba Band playing traditional Zimbabwe music.
Sing and play a variety of stringed musical instruments and musical styles including: Gypsy Jazz; Irish Traditional Music, World Folk Music, Jazz Standards and more. Study and work in traditional Classical Realism drawing and painting.
Active interest in technology, science and politics.

Updated August 22, 2008


Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Bad Economy Coming or Here?

The Economic downturn has me a bit nervous. Fortunately I have no stock at this time. I heard that Apple computer that was over 200 at New Years is now at $125. I had two hundred shares at $15 a share and sold it at $18 a share. I am torn between buying low or just sitting tight to see if this thing is as serious as it seems. I can see it digging into my retirement at this moment.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

The California Lynches at Christmas (click on family photo icon)


I have created an easy to read holiday (read Christmas) letter this year. If you are only interested in certain categories, then scroll to that category. If you are only interested in a certain individual, scroll to that person. If you are a glutton for punishment, read the whole thing.

Donna has created a year round garden that is a wonder to behold. Her new crop this year is broom, our slogan “Sweep your way into people’s hearts.” We are looking at it as our next cottage industry that may bring out of the ranks of the lower middle class. Ed spent two weeks in Toronto studying classical realism at the Academy of Art. Weekly he stares and draws naked people at the local art center. Truckee enjoys the San Francisco social life from the Western Addition and help pull a local non- profit away from the precipice of doom. Anna, a high school senior, goes to school, works in a bakery and sleeps. Joey, a junior, goes to school, plays drums and sleeps.

WORLD OF WORK

Truckee
Film Arts has been a source of worry for eldest son. It seems that the Dot-Com crash and many years of mismanagement have put the non-profit into an even less profitable pickle. The past year has seen numerous layoffs, yet from it all Truckee has managed to finagle a four day work week with his previous five day salary. Bravo! These tribulations may set the stage for Truckee’s next jump on the career ladder.

Anna
Has jumped into the work world of her dreams full tilt or (I should say) full tort. She has gone from cashier to kitchen pie baker. So much so that she saved Thanksgiving at Village Bakery when the chief pastry chef was out, making and baking over 150 pies in one evening and early morning. The fringe benefits to the family can be seen in our Christmas photo. Note the “love handles.”

Joey
Insists that his work is practicing the drums. He also has a Monday night dish date at our house. If one considers it work(he does), he plays in both Band and Orchestra at Analy, runs cross country and track and practices with his band on weekends.

Donna
Is no doubt the favorite nurse at Juvenile Hall. She is on to the con games of the young inmates but mostly brings home tales of their innocence and sweetness. The competent staff is another story. Although Donna works with some very skilled people, the county continues to send an array of competent nurses who quickly leave because of the weekend scheduling or incompetent nurses who won’t leave, at least not voluntarily.

Ed
After teaching the notorious class of 2010 for two years in a row, Ed opted for a fresh group of (what else) freshmen. He is using his computer skill to bring curriculum into the twentieth century. Check out: sssurveyatanaly.pbwiki.com – put a /Period-2 next to that for a very special project. Students will have to wait for the twenty first century.

OTHER INTERESTS

Truckee
continues to do some art direction on local films and is pursuing an avid interest in technical gadgets. He maintains an interest in all kinds of science, especially astronomy. He energetically embraces the active social life of a twenty- something in San Francisco. What did I hear about a fondue-absinth party?

Anna
Is baking, baking, baking. She remains tied to her cell phone and friends in Alaska. In her heart she want to be a part of the family band. She is organizing her jazz standards and developing a set list at this very moment. Michael Bublé is her latest heart-throb.

Joey
Is the consummate online composer of techno music. He performed solo at the Analy Talent Show this year playing the dumbek and the didgeridoo. You can find the video on Youtube. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUAXb-zsIVI

Donna
Sunset magazine provided a winter inspiration for Donna this year. Color photocopies of fall leave, cut and mounted. They almost made their way into our Christmas card- which I am sure that you have not received yet. Donna also led an evening of egg decorating.

Ed
Has begun taking Russian at the Junior College on Monday evenings with the hope of soon traveling to Russia and eastern Europe. Unfortunately the stars and the monetary exchange rate are not lining up in his favor. A few things on the back burner that might pan out are a trip to Greece with some high school students or perhaps a trip to Normandy with father-in-law, Bill.


MUSIC

Truckee
Since Lark in the Morning Music Camp Truckee has been practicing fiddle. He also puts an hour a day into practicing guitar. He looks forward to going to Lark next year and taking Sylvia Herrold’s advanced swing guitar workshop.

Anna
Even though she still possesses the voice of an angel and rumor has it she sings in the shower when no one is home, Anna still is hiding her musical gifts under a bushel basket. There was one a rumor she wanted to play the fiddle, but only a rumor.

Joey
At this very moment I hear a double base peddle vibrating on the ceiling above me. Joey has had three variations of his metal group. Paul, the longest running bassist, has given his weekends over to his studies. There was a brief interlude with young woman playing bass and now Harley has stepped in as the new bassist. Eric and Joey are the two consistent members.

Donna
Is the name Malichenka or Rasbutti? Donna’s Balkin trio with Elan and Tabitha continues to sound better and better. We hope that the gifts of Christmas will add a rhythm section to the “What’s its name?” Trio. And Tabitha marriage to Davide has brought us closer to West African musicians in the area, a musical treat.

Ed
Marimba Sebastopol, Sebastopol Marimba, SoCoMarimba, Sonomarimba and finally Sonoma Marimba, Zimbabwe Marimba group has a solid 6 and sometimes 7 who practice weekly and have performed a couple of fun gigs this year (Sonoma County Wood Workers, First Night: Downtown Santa Rosa and a Mega-Party on the outskirts of Petaluma. Looking for volunteers who like heavy lifting.

A great workshop at Lark Camp has further driven my interest in playing gypsy jazz. The only thing that is needed now is more practice time.

THE FUTURE

Truckee
In the coming year we probably will see Truckee change jobs, he hope in some area that is more hands on, technical and perhaps electronic. This kid is going places.

Anna
The CIA may be in Anna’s future. Don’t worry. The Culinary Institute of America is one of the best culinary schools in the United States, located in the former Christian Brothers Winery in Saint Helena, Napa County. The second possibility is the attending the University of Alaska in Anchorage.

Joey
Is getting more serious about school and in the next year he will probably apply to a number of UC’s and State schools. He has been drumming sans teacher for about six months now and has expressed an interest in getting a new drum teacher and expanding his musical horizons.

Donna
Will probably stay in her present work position for the next year but not forever. We look at the maybe getting some kind of work overseas.

Ed
Has decided to continue at Analy and teach the same subject for two years in a row for a change. He is working on getting some dynamic curriculum on line. He also looks forward to using the web to promote some of his artistic and musical interests.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Monterrey Technology Conference

I am excited about teaching again। I just came back from a technology and education conference. I am seeing how the tools of the Internet can open up the world for a student. We are now studying India. I am planning that students lead tours through different parts of India using the tools of Google Earth. Students will also take our old dull dry text book and make it their own. They will enter hypertext and perhaps reword the text itself- infuse it with pictures and movies.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Already -- November 28. And I missed October. Here I am now. Now. Oh no, it is almost tomorrow. But I have captured November in time. This teacher beseiged by students, parents, papers and the evil principal. I will tell all in my upcomming book.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Labor Day, Labour Day- Part 3

The next three months is really a series of stories, but I will try to make it brief. I decided that since we had an agent, since I was finished graduate school (for all practical purposes), and since I longed to live at least near a city again, that I should totally move out of Morgantown. In reality I had few possessions. Paul Puckett (not Gary Plucket) was our agent, an extremely successful country performer in Fairfax, Virginia. We played our (long term) gig at a Greek restaurant in Fairfax. The owner's girlfriend wanted us to play "Peg in my Heart" which, of course, we didn't know. We played a folky bluegrass combination with some pop song thrown in- all three part harmony - of course. The owner was not not pleased. When Paul arrived, we had been fired and were packing up. He talked the owner into at least having us finish out set and getting paid for it.

We sat in George's kitchen in Fairfax, Virginia. George was Jack's (our guitar player) cousin. George was a local contractor and was committed to helping us get another gig. He called many of his connections and we called clubs and bars all over Northern Virginia. An ex-client of his, Mrs. Mallick, expressed interest. George warned us. "You have to be really careful with this woman. She is charming but she can really rip you off." We were warned. She booked us for one night at the Cedar Knoll Inn on George Washington Parkway for dinner. .. One night in the dining room for $100 plus tips. We played our gig- a lovely high class restaurant near Mount Vernon, Virginia. She said she wanted to hire us, long term. Jack went back with his cousin. Karen and I spent the night in a back room of the dinner theater. Karen was freaked out by the place, but I felt fine. Eventually Jack and Karen decided to go back to Morgantown to "regroup" and join me later. They never did. I worked every possible job at Cedar Knoll Inn- waiter, gardener, bartender, short order cook and dinner theater manager. I was a slave in this never never land, where the owner kept the visas of maybe 20 workers from Guatemala and India. Every evening I would play for 2 or 3 hours after I waited on tables. I was well liked but never paid. I lived in the international dormitory above the restaurant. I finally left after the notorious owner skipped town when promising to pay me at the same time. It is a long story, which I will tell at some other time. But Mrs. Mallick sent me my money, which I received the day before I was to appear in court.

I performed at the newly opened Holiday Inn during cocktail hour on a regular basis, then waited on tables after the gig. I was a substitute teacher in Alexandria, Virginia teaching music and art (as a substitute). I worked at the "Coffee House" a coffee emporium in Alexandria. I sang on a regular basis at the Warehouse, a pub in Alexandria. And finally I landed a CETA job in Alexandria teaching Adult GED preparation. My class was mostly African American and we had our classroom in the Practical Arts room (back room) at George Washington High School. My schedule was ideal. I taught from 1 PM to 5 PM, earned enough for a single man in a one bedroom apartment and my student were eager to learn. The curriculum was Algebra, US History and a smattering of Science and Social Studies from High School. We graduated about seven students our first year, a great success.

I had a girlfriend at that time. She loved organic gardening and French intensive method and so on. We were going to move to Athens, Georgia- not too far from our family but close to a cousin and the oasis of liberalism in Georgia. After many conversations we chose to live in Sacramento, California. In the winter of 1978 we thought of living in Sacramento. In reality, after driving across country and meeting my Aunt and Uncle, we decided to stay in the San Francisco Bay Area, more specifically Berkeley. Mary Ellen got a job in San Francisco in June. " I can't believe how cold it is there." In Berkeley I did not know what she was talking about. I got a job with Nona interviewing children about their experiences with fire. This job, a wonderful job, lasted about two years.

The grants were spent and I looked to San Francisco for work. I worked demeaning temporary jobs-I worked for Jim Scott, painting houses on high ladders. Jim never paid me. Jim, Jim, are you there? PAY ME!!! $800. Can I mention Xerox? I had the most demeaning idiot boss at a Xerox shop in San Francisco. All the rest is lost. I found a temporary home at the University of San Francisco in the Business and Finance Department- a family... Hi! Joan. Even though the pay was low, I loved working in this strange paper laden office in the Accounts Payable Department. I even uncovered an employee (friend) who was embezzling money.

I transfered across the park, University of California, San Francisco, Department of Biochemistry, Purchasing Office. It was a good salary and I worked myself up from delivering packages to paying bills (big deal!). I worked at UCSF for about 5 and loved many things about it. I loved the intellectual atmosphere. I loved rubbing elbows with the professors, some of whom became friends. I loved going to Asilomar for retreats and listening to workshops in Biochemistry that were always just a little over my head. I love the congenial office atmosphere and "Crazy Bill" from Santa Cruz. Nevertheless, I was almost fired by my boss, who introduced me to cocaine, because (in my humble opinion) I came close to uncovering his embezzlement of funds from the taxpayers. (by the way, his name was John Glennon . Do not hold it against him. He has served several years in prison (I think). Accept the last two sentences only as hear say.

My future wife wanted me to work as something more than a "clerk". We both had a B.A. in Sociology. But she had gone another year to get both a nursing degree and a Masters in Nursing. She agreed to work while I got my teaching credential. I graduated from San Francisco State and the next year worked at DeAnza High School in Richmond, California. Actually, I worked for the next ten years in first the Richmond Unified School District, then in the West Contra Costa Unified School District. I found a family of teachers and students who were mostly wonderful and the tough ones were not as tough as they played. All children, but some bad children. I worked at DeAnza, then at Delta Continuation School, then at Middle College High School. Each place could be a wonderful book in itself. I loved my teaching job at Middle College so much but by my third year we had moved 60 miles to the north and I got tired of the commute.

To keep my promise, I will end shortly. I have been teaching at Analy High School in Sebastopol for about eight years. I will leave my journal of those experiences in another entry.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Labor Day, Labour Day- Part 2


My high school life was unlike most people. Our family were fairly strict Catholics. My dad went into a Catholic seminary just when most young men were enlisting for World War II. His brother became a priest. Both were in the seminary together at St. Joseph's in Princeton, New Jersey. My mom was quietly but profoundly religious. She had two sisters who were in the convent. When I was maybe 11 years old I said that I was considering being a priest. It started me on the road at age 13 years in a seminary, away from home until my last year of college at age 22. You can see my photo below at age 13 on the seminary grounds at Princeton. I bring this up in this context, only to say that as part of my training we worked maybe 10 to 15 hours a week in various capacities: cleaning toilets and bathrooms, classrooms, out doors, supervisory positions, driving, editing our school newspaper, or year book and so on. The jobs were really too numerous to list at this point. But summers until my sophomore year of college were always at home. And at home I would always find a summer job.

After graduating from high school I was hired at J.B. Van Scivers, moving furniture. Van Scivers, on City Line Avenue was the premier Furniture store on the Philadelphia Main Line. It was the same year that my father had a heart attack. He was in his mid-forties. (He is still alive and in full position of his faculties but a little weak at the age of 87.) It was good hard work with lots of heavy lifting and paid well. We (my partner Bob and I- both students) were fairly well paid for 40 hours a week and time and a half for overtime. At the time I made roughly $200 per week and negotiated with my mom to keep $10 of that with the rest going to the family.

The following summer the seminary decided to move our class, just twelve of us into the major seminary at Northampton Pennsylvania to paint classrooms. It was a fairly thankless and certainly lacked monetary compensation. I alternated between feeling used and deserted and enjoying the isolation, the space and the free time.

When September rolled around, our class began its one year novitiate at the old major seminary and now priests' retirement home at St. Vincent's in Philadelphia. The year itself was without formal classes and included many kinds of work. But the work might take up 12 to 20 hours on the average in any week. I would wash old men at St. Joseph's Home, teach guitar to girls at Saint Joseph Gonzaga Home, visit sick people, general clean up, wait on tables, keep the grounds tidy.

The following year our "mother house" moved the college seminary out of Princeton into a residence in Niagara Falls, New York. We attended Niagara University. And the following summer myself and one of my classmates were sent to Emmitsburg. Maryland to run a summer youth program. We organized picnics, barbecues, baseball games, field trips, workshops, game days, etc.; anything that would keep the youth (ages 6 to 17) occupied and out of trouble for two and a half months. We enjoyed some great perks too. I remember a helicopter tour around the Gettysburg battlefield. I remember wonderful sunny afternoons sipping beers with assistants and friends around a pool. Most of them were lovely young women, but that is a story for another blog.

The following summer I graduated from Niagara University, now having left the seminary and my mother dying in the same weeks. I had been accepted to West Virginia University Graduate Program in Sociology, had met a wonderful young woman, Beverly, while volunteering at a local crisis call center. I spent the lazy beautiful summer continuing to volunteer and then making almost no money drawing pictures of Niagara Falls for tourists.

The first year in Morgantown I worked with two other graduate assistants for an educational sociologist. She taught introductory sociology to three classes of 400 students each. We led small groups and monitored them and did general trouble shooting in the vast logistics that comes in classes of that size. We also helped compile and grade massive 200 question multiple choice exams. I was the SPSS geek also and daily went to the computer center to tweak then turn in the data that some of the professors were playing with. I received $200 per month for my labors (or $2000 for the entire school year). Also I attended graduate school tuition free. It seemed like a lot of money at that time. I paid my rent of $50 per month for a lovely house with my two friends. I spent about $100 per month on food and other expenses and managed to save about $50 per month from it all. With that saved money ($1200) I financed the following summer in Europe. It was 1972. I was 23 years old. The trip was a life changing experience. (another blog)

The next year I garnered an ideal graduate assistantship working for two anthropologists. I shared a room with Dr. Paterson and she provided me with a personal corner and wall where I stuck my "Nixon Count-down Calendar", 1461 little squares that would eventually block out the entire face of Richard M. Nixon. I cannot actually say what I did for these two professors but I remember it as an easier and more relaxed work than my previous year. As I saw my money drying up because of the end of the school year, a friend told me about a job at the Regional Research Institute. During the same year I started singing and performing with a friend in a band and soon there were three of us. We called ourselves "Full Circle" and we played and sang a variety of folk and pop songs. Our band actually found an agent willing to book us in the Washington, D.C. area. I left my job of two weeks at the Regional Research Institute to pursue fame and fortune in Washington, D.C.- more specifically Fairfax, Virginia. My friend responsible for getting me hired at the RRI asked her boss what he thought about her new hire leaving so soon. He said, "That's what you get for hiring a second year graduate student."

With my 1300 punch cards (I hoped that it was my future thesis.) we left with the band to the Washington, D.C. area. At this logical turing point, I must end part 2. This monster blog only started as a regular entry. I promise to try to wrap it up in part three.