Here’s a smattering of facts you can learn about Brown’s fifteenth president, the late Howard R. Swearer, from an exhibition 42.finally.jpgat the Watson Institute this fall: He earned the twenty-one merit badges required to make Eagle Scout (something only two percent of Boy Scouts accomplish). He made good grades in school (no surprise there), looked at home on a potter’s wheel, and made quite respectable pots. His children and his wife, Jan, shared his love of the arts; she was a printmaker, and son Nick made whimsical bronze sculptures of an iguana and bears in his youth.

A Midwesterner, Swearer was dedicated to getting Americans to pitch in, and to improving U.S.–Soviet relations (the Watson Institute was conceived under his tenure, which lasted from 1977 to 1988). An interview with the Brown Daily Herald revealed that the president patronized the barbershop in Faunce House and that his pet peeves included student reporters asking nasty questions. (The BAM, too, occasionally infuriated him.)

Swearer died in 1991. This year Brown’s Swearer Center for Public Service turns twenty-five, and to mark the occasion the staff created this exhibition. The family lent personal items: a pair of baby shoes, the scouting sash at right, and Swearer’s Princeton yearbook. University Archives contributed old clippings and correspondence.

Comments (3)
Can you please tell me if Jan Swearer is still alive? I came to appreciate her during Howard Swearer's presidency while I was president of our local Brown Alumni Club here in the Tampa area.  
I was privileged to sit next to Jan at an alumni dinner in St. Petersburg when the two of them first toured the country after his inauguration. She shared how she and Howard first met and dated. 
Then, a year or two later, Jan came to Tampa without Howard and gave a talk to our Club on her art work. All in attendance were impressed with how warm and wonderful she was.
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I'm happy to report Jan Swearer is alive and well and recently visited the BAM office.
Norman Boucher, Editor
I met Howard Swearer in 1978 when he was on an alumni visiting trip to Wisconsin, and ate lunch with him and some other alumni. He was a gentleman and an exceptional person.
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