I am not sure I understand the biblical roots of Quakerism, however I do appreciate the experience of coming from a Presbetyrian/atheist background and attending a school, FWC, where morals were a topic of constant conversation and practice. Students were struggling with their position in the world using all the tools at their disposal, including many biblically, buddhist, wickenist , and you name it ideals and teachings. I think the beauty of FWC is that students were encouraged and forced by necessity of circumstance to explore their own morals and to apply them to their experiences which often made no sense. Or, on the other hand to shut up and survive. I had a strange experience on Xmas eve when our car broke down in the desert in northern Kenya, walking with goat herders under the stars terrified, until I was able to look up and see the stars and hear the word trust in my ears. Sometimes I think we create our own realities to teach ourselves something, otherwise there is a higher power who told me to hang on.. Anyway the one thing I do not like about Quaker schools which has haunted me to to this day is group meals when there are limited resources. Buffets in times of scarcity are wrong!!!! No matter how pious the crowd may be the last in line misses the hand made passion fruit juice every time. This may not have been what you meant by biblical roots but there are in there somewhere.

Hi. I was strucfk by your title The Morris Mitchell Era.
I would have liked to hear more of wo Morris was for you. I was at FWC the year before, 66-67. In the fall Semester on Long Island I spent time witgh Morris and his wife at the BIg House on the weekends, and we talked alot. I was 17 and he was a steady quiet mentor for me, sharing his vision of what he saw the school was about.
The reality was different, and his vision never hit the headlines of anyone's mind- it was the beginning of LSD, and my class was the one where 17 students joined Timothy Leary and Ricfhard Alpert in Cuernavaca and nearly got that center shut down.
To me, he was a very far out there person. He was old, and by the time I saw him again a year or so later , he seemed much older. That unique vision seemed to have slipped off of a sideline somewhere, and I always wondered did anyone else get a chance to even hear it?"

Sure, I'll join the thread, I as in the first class, 1965. Agent of social change? Perhaps!

Nick Jewett '69