
David and Vicki and grandkids, 2007
David and Vicki Rosenstreich, 1965
After I graduated from CCNY in 1963, I spent four years at the NYU School of Medicine, and another two years as a medical resident at the Jacobi Medical Center in the Bronx. Uncle Sam then offered me two choices: get my behind shot off as a medical officer in Da Nang or do immunology research at a lab at the NIH in Bethesda, MD. Not surprisingly, I chose the latter and worked for three years at NIH as a member of an elite military group, the “Yellow Berets”. After my commitment ended, I stayed on, having discovered that the government would actually pay me to sit around all day thinking great thoughts and playing with chemicals. It definitely beat having a real job.
Finally, in 1978, my wife, Vicki, could no longer tolerate living where it was clean, quiet and stress-free and insisted that we move back to New York City. I spent 18 months as a visiting professor at the Rockefeller University in Manhattan, making sure that we could still tolerate life in the “Big Apple”, and in 1980 moved back to the Bronx to join the faculty of the Albert Einstein College of Medicine. I’ve remained at Einstein since then and currently serve as a Professor of Medicine at the Medical School and the Montefiore Medical Center, and the Director of the small but mighty, Division of Allergy and Immunology. I guess it was my destiny never to escape from the Bronx.
For some reason, despite trying to slow down, I seem to be working harder than ever. I spend a lot of my time seeing allergy patients, some of it supervising trainees and giving an occasional lecture, and an ever-increasing amount of hours writing memos and answering emails from various bureaucrats and administrators (whose numbers seem to be increasing exponentially).
Over the years, I’ve published research papers on a number of subjects but unfortunately, am probably best known for a study on the role of cockroaches as a cause of asthma. I’m pretty sure that my personal knowledge of roaches began when ZBT was still in the basement of the DKE house. Nonetheless, it’s a little embarrassing to be known among scientists and physicians, as the “cockroach guy”. I still dabble a bit in research and am currently involved in some potentially exciting work that I’m sure will win me a Nobel Prize, but still can’t convince the NIH to fund.
I’m still married to the same terrific girl, Vicki Abokrek (CCNY, 1965). We met in the fall of 1961 at an otherwise disastrous Friday night Zebe party (a long story). We were pinned at a “Spring Fling” at the Motel on the Mountain and were married in Brooklyn in 1965, in a wedding attended by Mike Newman and his wife Geri. We’ve been blessed with three great children and two wonderful grand children, all of whom I’m quite proud.
When I’m not working, we spend a little time in the winter in Miami Beach and some time in the summer in Wellfleet on Cape Cod. Most of the time, we remain home in our modest, pseudo-Mediterranean villa in Larchmont, NY. These days, I’m especially enjoying my new role as a doting grandfather. When the grandchildren are a little older I plan to teach them the words to “Oy Oy Oy Zeta Beta Toy”, still one of my favorites although my children can’t believe that I actually ever sang it. A few weeks ago, I found my granddaughter, Riley, playing with my old ZBT “Raadios” beer mug. I don’t know where it came from or how she got it since I hadn’t seen it for years. Nevertheless, I took it as a good omen. (Does ZBT admit women yet?).
Regretfully, I haven’t been diligent enough about keeping in touch. I still see or hear from Mike Newman, and am determined to visit him this winter when I’m in South Florida. I used to call Ollie Rosengart occasionally when I had a legal question about NYC real estate, and have crossed paths with Phil Gerstein when I least expect it. However, I have been lucky enough to be involved professionally with two other brothers, Lanny Rosenwasser (class of 1968) and Marvin Fried (Class of 1965). Lanny and I were together at the NIH and have remained close since then. He’s the former President of the American Academy of Allergy, Asthma and Immunology and is an internationally known allergist/immunologist. We manage to see each other a few times a year, mostly at various medical meetings. Marvin is the Chairman of the ENT department at Einstein/Montefiore and is one of the world’s leading experts on image-guided sinus surgery. His office is one floor above mine and we have an on-going collegial relationship, that I’m certain has been greatly facilitated by our fraternal bond. We’ve never exchanged the secret ZBT handshake, but I’ve been tempted when passing him in the corridor, to flash him the secret ZBT gang sign (Do we have a gang sign or am I confusing us with the Crips?).
That, in a nutshell, sums up what has happened to me in the almost half a century since I pledged Alpha Chapter at CCNY in 1959. As you can probably tell, I remain pretty much the same as I’ve always been; a basically happy, mildly geeky individual, who’s been fortunate enough so far, to have led a fulfilling, productive life. The four formative, enjoyable years that I spent in Alpha Chapter have always meant a great deal to me and I’m looking forward with great anticipation to seeing everyone again.
Fraternally,
David Rosenstreich