As for photos or video of Professor. Paletz in the classroom, how I wish, and that is its own long story. The documentary I made was inspired by a class where Paletz showed us two different films made about Quintuplets born to a farm couple in Aberdeen South Dakota—one an ABC news story which celebrated what a blessing had been to Mr. and Mrs. Fischer and the town, and the other, Happy Mother's Day, which subtly revealed a darker story where the couple was uncomfortable with all this attention.. For my final project, I asked Professor Paletz if I could film one of his lectures and editing it and him in different ways. He gave that wry smile, telling me he liked the idea, but was too smart to fall for that. Surely some other professor who would enjoy the spotlight. I found such a professor delivering a passionate lecture about democratic movements, and edited it using different student reaction shots so in one version he appeared an effective and an charismatic teacher, in another despotic, but still effective; then democrat and incompetent, and despotic and incompetent. In the end, Paletz I had executed the experiment well, but no matter the cutting, in each version the professor seemed like a bit bombastic. He gave me a rare A minus (that was like gold back then as Paletz almost never gave an A), saying I had proven the limitation of the medium. How I wish Paletz had let me film him, as what I would give to have this brilliant, funny, and somewhat enigmatic man in all his glory. Today, I make documentaries and teach film to college students, trying to pass on the enthusiasm I have for films that really became cemented in Paletz’s classes. Whenever I screen one of his favorites, “Sherlock Jr.” I can’t help hearing Paletz again in my head, arguing why Keaton was the underappreciated genius he preferred to the much-lauded Chaplin. Thinking back at what a pioneer Paletz was teaching “Politics and the Media’ in the early 1980s, it was he who was the true under-appreciated genius, though I can just see him modestly pushing away such a description. But I feel so privileged to have had such a teacher and mentor in my life all these decades, who set the bar for me and so many, many other students. Love you, Professor David L. Paletz! (And I’ll spend the rest of my days trying to get through that syllabus which at last version I saw was at 59 pages.)