I’m honored to be part of New York City’s first technical school

Andrew Carnegie was once a member of The General Society and a major donor to its library, which is magnificent. It has a photo of him. He’s one of many guests seated at a dinner party that took place there a long time ago.

I joked with Victoria Dengel, executive director of The General Society, that when I die, I want to be in that photo, like Jack Nicholson in the last scene in “The Shining.” I want to sit at Carnegie’s table with a big smile on my face.

Many more photos were taken over the years as generations of people gathered for dinner and conversation.

Dengel pointed to a very special one.

“No one comes to this place without meeting my parents,” she said, pointing them out.

“Are they still with us?” I asked.

She smiled into the past. “No, but thanks for asking.”

They were still with us though. I could see them — as well as the others — in her eyes and in that quiet smile.

“By hammer and hand, all arts do stand” is the motto of The General Society of Mechanics and Tradesmen.


I was born in Manhattan. When I was young and starting out in this business, I typed a quote from Carnegie on good paper and put it in a frame. I hung it on the wall just above my typewriter and read it again and again.

“It’s not the rich man’s son that the young struggler for advancement has to fear in the race of life, nor his nephew, nor his cousin. Let him look out for the ‘dark horse’ in the boy who begins by sweeping out the office.”

At the time, I was working for a manufacturers’ rep during the day and as a security guard at the Nassau Coliseum at night.

We had four small daughters and Marianne stayed at home with them.

Between those two jobs, I vacuumed the carpets, emptied the ashtrays, and cleaned the toilets, all for $225 a month, which paid our rent.

Hence the quotation.


The General Society describes itself as such: “Among the many resplendent flags unfurling in the midtown Manhattan breeze is the gold and royal blue emblem of The General Society of Mechanics and Tradesmen. Housed within The General Society’s oak and marble walls, beneath the subdued glow of polished antique lamps, is New York City’s oldest technical school — the Mechanics’ Institute.

“In 1820, The General Society opened one of the city’s first free schools. There was no public school system in New York at the time and only two other free schools were to be found in the entire city — one in the almshouse and the other open only to the children of freed slaves. Children of members were admitted free of charge, and a small fee was required from all others.”

Later that same year, the society added a separate school for girls.

“In 1858, after the New York City public school system had been sufficiently developed and daytime instruction became widely available, The General Society elected to convert its school into a mechanics’ institute that would provide training to those citizens whose work obligations prevented their pursuit of a formal technical education,” continued the description. “Mechanics’ institutes were educational establishments formed to provide adult education, particularly in technical subjects, to working men and, later, women. As such, they were often funded by local industrialists on the grounds they would ultimately benefit from having more knowledgeable and skilled employees. The mechanics’ institutes also served as ‘libraries’ for the adult working class and provided workers with alternative pastimes to gambling and drinking in pubs.

“The first mechanics’ institute was incorporated in Glasgow in November 1823, founded on work that begun at the turn of the previous century by George Birkbeck. Through the auspices of the Andersonian University, Birkbeck first offered free lectures on arts, science, and technical subjects in 1800.

“Our Mechanics’ Institute’s focus has been to provide ‘privately endowed free evening instruction to respectable young men and women to improve themselves in their daily vocations,’ and to assist those who were obliged to become wage earners before completing their desired education.

“Many of the Institute’s alumni, such as Andrew H. Dykes of Dykes Lumber, Harry S. Weller of the L.J. Wing Mfg. Co., and Andrew G. Hagstrom of the Hagstrom Map Co., have become renowned and respected members of industry and society.

“Between 1898 and 1903, Andrew Carnegie, himself a member, contributed more than half a million dollars to The General Society. Generous gifts came in from other members as well, and by 1913, enrollment at the Mechanics’ Institute had reached 2,300.

“Today, The General Society is located at 20 West 44th St., across from the Harvard Club of New York, and is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. Its school, the Mechanics’ Institute, is the oldest privately endowed, tuition-free, technical school in New York City with more than 180,000 alumni.”


The General Society began in 1785.

I’ve known of it and, honestly, I’ve thought of it for most of my career. The dream that The General Society administrators might someday invite me to speak in this building has always been very high on my bucket list.

But, who am I?

The building is heated with steam. An antique boiler in the basement once burned coal, then oil, and now just sits like a lost old man as district steam from Consolidated Edison enters through a pipe buried beneath West 44th St. The steam moves through two pressure-reducing valves, ignoring the old boiler, and soars upward toward the radiators that have been hard at work since the 19th century. They, too, are antiques but very workable ones.

Andrew Paul invented vacuum heating. He did this by using special fittings and small tubes that ran to an air-ejector in the basement instead of radiator air vents. Each radiator has a supply valve and a return valve. There are no steam traps because these did not exist when this building was born. It’s normal for this system to have steam in both the supply and return piping.

Paul’s vacuum lines are long gone and standard air vents are now on the radiators, which make it a two-pipe, air-vent system — a system quite common toward the end of the 19th century.

A contractor who seemed well-versed in steam heating from the 1930s was suggesting things that would have thrown this system into a tailspin because 1880s steam heating is very different from 1930s steam heating, and not everyone gets that.

I offered a lot of suggestions when they asked me to visit and explore the system, which was crying for help. And when I was through, they asked me to return and speak to their members and students.


During my talk, I explained that I had lived my entire life, studied the way I had studied, listened to the dead again and again, and learned what I needed to know from them, so I could be there and touch this grand building. We choose and turn corners and nothing is ever the same, but this magical place has always been my destination.

I needed them to understand that.

After I spoke, they invited me to join The General Society. I never thought it possible, and this honor, which came in the last year of my speaking career, was the absolute high point of my career.

To touch this building, to share and leave there what I’ve learned, to be with these people — the living and the dead — to remember and to go forth; my career has always been about this. And, today, I understand that now.