Spring
2002
Why I Give
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IVAN
MENSH:
NURTURING STUDENTS
"You
have reached the office of Dr. Ivan Mensh, M-E-N-S-H, in the Neuro-psychiatric
Institute."
In
his phone message, the doctor spells out his name so people won't
mistake it for "mensch," which happens to be the Yiddish
word for "a real human being," a person who combines kindness,
responsibility and dignity. A word that, in fact, is an altogether
fitting description of Dr. Mensh.
Professor
Emeritus Ivan Mensh of the Department of Psychiatry and Biobehavioral
Sciences is in his 80s but still walks the mile-and-a-half from
his home to campus every morning. Before going on rounds at the
hospital, reporting to work at the Alzheimer's Clinic or one of
numerous other professional duties, he stops in to visit his colleagues
and friends. The faculty, administrators and support staff at the
Neuropsychiatric Institute (NPI) have evolved into a kind of extended
family for him, especially after the death of his beloved wife,
Frances, in 1997. They respect him and adore him most of
them not even realizing that he has given UCLA nearly a third of
a million dollars.
Not
that he could always afford it. Mensh was the third of six brothers
whose parents owned a neighborhood grocery store in Washington,
D.C. After high school, he was admitted to George Washington University,
where he earned B.A. and M.A. degrees in psychology. But tight finances
would require that he work full-time and go to school two or three
classes at a time.
It
was at GW that he met Fran, a fellow student, while lined up alphabetically
for their I.D. badges her maiden name was Levitis, standing
just one letter of the alphabet away. They started talking, and
a year later they married. Fran worked as a secretary while Ivan
attended school days and worked nights as a psychiatric aide at
St. Elizabeth's Hospital. Every evening, he would change buses at
the stop near Fran's office "so we'd have 15 minutes together,"
he says.
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