ABSTRACT
Any student on Berkeley campus who might make his way, via Wellsian time machine, back to the Berkeley campus of the 1930s would surely be first struck by the monochromatic hue of the thousands of faces on the campus. The University's admissions policy was color-blind. And the author knew there were middle-class black communities in the country as well as color-blind admissions offices. His experience as a teacher, whether as T.A. or assistant professor, was utterly one-sided when it came to men and women who were members of fraternities and sororities. With a few exceptions, the Berkeley faculty was faith-deaf when it came to any organized religion. Religion was a matter of little interest in the thirties to students, faculty, and administration alike. Berkeley's relatively good record prior to the war has to be seen as another consequence of the University's historically close relation with San Francisco.
