Most of us believe that our current beliefs have been our beliefs forever. Of course we know that germs cause disease and that the earth is round. But people didn’t always know these concepts as “facts”. We once thought the earth was flat and had no idea what caused disease. Someone had to propose these “new” and “revolutionary ideas. And someone just as assuredly had to argue against them and give the proponent of the new ideas a hard time.


My father was a brilliant, innovative thinker in the fields of psychiatry and the social sciences. All he got initially was a lot of grief and aggravation. Even today, only a few academics have heard of him.

His name was Abram Kardiner. He had a long and varied career in the fields of anthropology, sociology, and psychiatry from the 1920’s to his death in 1981. He deserves at least part of the credit for three major contributions: the idea of interdisciplinary studies, the concept of early, “pre-school” education, and acceptance and understanding of PTSD.


Everyone knows that interdepartmental studies are the best way to thoroughly understand at least history and cultures. Didn’t we always apply the tools of sociology, economics, political history, art history and other cultural history to the study of history? The answer is no. In fact, the concept was anathema until the 1960’s.

When I went to Barnard College in 1967 (the sister school to Columbia University), I was one of the first classes to be able to take an interdisciplinary major. At the time, I was old enough to understand that my father’s struggles at Columbia University in the 30’s, 40’s and 50’s had cleared the path for me to be an American Studies major in the 60’s.

My father studied with Sigmund Freud in 1921 and came back to New York to help establish psychoanalysis as an accepted and respected “new” field of science. But he was also interested in sociology and thought that using psychiatry to better understand the individuals in a society would help understand the society as a whole. So he decided to study more primitive cultures (anthropology) to further establish the interrelationships between the individual (psychiatry) and the society (sociology).


Unfortunately at the time, each academic field was considered a totally separate entity. No one was allowed to stray into another academic’s carefully guarded territory.

For more than 30 years, my father was bounced back and forth between the psychiatry, sociology, and anthropology departments. No one wanted to claim him. He was “tainted” with methodology and ideas from a different discipline. This sounds ridiculous today. But even now, the only department at Columbia that recognizes his accomplishments is the Department of Psychiatry, the department he helped found.

When I had my first child, I enrolled him in play groups and I planned to send him to preschool when he turned three. My father, once again, had been on the front-lines years before, espousing the importance of the first three years of life. He believed that early childhood intellectual and social stimulation was necessary to foster a child’s ability to learn and to adjust socially throughout it’s life. His writings became the basis for Head Start, President Lyndon Baines Johnson’s program which provided pre-kindergarten for all kids. Dad also focused attention on the optimal environments for preschoolers to develop well intellectually, socially, and emotionally.


Reading to your children, playing counting games, and talking to them — these concepts, now so familiar, became part of the standard of early child care, in part, because of my father. He helped prove, scientifically, how important these activities are both for children and for the society.

When a member of our family was ten, he had a tonsillectomy — and awoke during surgery. This resulted in PTSD as well as a myriad of other issues. Guess who was one of the first people to study PTSD and recognize it as a psychiatric syndrome?

You guessed it. My dad! He studied World War 1 veterans and built on Freud’s concept of psychiatric trauma. He published a book called “The Traumatic Neuroses of War” in 1941. But it wasn’t until the Vietnam War, in the 1970’s, that PTSD became a hot topic. Luckily, by 1991, further advancements in this field, building on my father’s work, helped our family cope with the aftermath of childhood trauma.

So, thanks Dad! You cleared the way for me to have the college major of my dreams, a well-educated toddler, and a family member with doctors who could understand and help him. I wish I could tell you your name is now known throughout the world for your amazing contributions.

But I understand and appreciate what you have contributed to society and now, maybe some blog readers will know, too.

Categories: Family, Mental health, Parenting and parents, Psychology, Relationships

Tags: , , , , , ,

8 replies

  1. Ellin, were your teachers aware of your Dad? If so, what was their reaction?


  2. And the tonsillectomy comment. OMG. I would never recover 😩


  3. I love reading these posts about your father! What an amazing man! Wow. And you tell the stories so well!! My dad started running long distances before it was a thing….very few people were running 10 to 20 miles a day….he would come home with Raw eggs on him. RAW EGGS. Didn’t bother him. He kept going. I’ll always love him for that 🙂


    • Pam, I began cross country running in High School during the 50’s. I continued running for years, til I was in my 50’s. I used to run several miles (??–senility moment) before work –running/jogging along the Charles River at dawn. Used to feel “revved up” when I went to work. Running at dawn was a special feeling


      • this is fantastic!! Did anyone ever throw stuff at you?? Yes, running in the morning is lovely, especially along a beautiful river.


  4. Wow! He certainly was a determined an accomplished man! You must be very proud. 😊


  5. In 1968, Hofstra would not let me take a sociology masters because I had been a drama major for my BA. I had not actually graduated but I had the credits. So then, I offered to stay an extra year and take a second BA but they wouldn’t let me do that, either. They said I had the credits and I was going to graduate. Period.

    And this was with the heads of two departments asking them to keep me. I was just a couple of years too early. A few years later, it would have been no problem. Too bad. I might have been a good academic. But then again, maybe not. Maybe we all end up where we belong.

    Liked by 1 person

    • aH, an early clash with “the suits”. There would more,I’M SURE, over the years.


%d bloggers like this: