Jack Kerouac called from a phone booth while his friends Allen
Ginsberg and Peter Orlovsky anxiously paced outside. "Hello, I'd like to meet with Dr. Suzuki . . . Right
NOW!" The scholar's secretary told him to be there in a half hour. Elated, the
three friends skipped down First Avenue to hail a cab.
In my 20's I was part of a second
wave of Buddhist transmission to America. I knew two generations of artists with Buddhist inclinations, and in interviews with them, all roads led back to the
Japanese scholar, Dr. D.T. Suzuki. Who was this
unassuming person who had helped change the direction
of American culture?