The Heisler Institute

Many of the lead­ing char­ac­ters in The Mys­tery of Things are stu­dents or fac­ulty of the Heisler Insti­tute for the Study of West­ern Civ­i­liza­tion on Milwaukee’s east side over­look­ing Lake Michi­gan. An insti­tute for grad­u­ate stud­ies in the Lib­eral Arts with an empha­sis on West­ern his­tory, lit­er­a­ture and cul­ture, the Insti­tute is, of course, fic­tional, but its inspi­ra­tion has roots in the numer­ous privately-funded and founded Catholic col­leges and uni­ver­si­ties that have sprung up since Vat­i­can II—institutions such as Chris­ten­dom Col­lege, Thomas Aquinas Col­lege and Ave Maria Uni­ver­sity. Seen by sup­port­ers as more ortho­dox alter­na­tives to older Catholic insti­tu­tions of higher learn­ing that have been led down a prim­rose path of sec­u­lar­ism, and by oppo­nents as bas­tions of reac­tion, the new insti­tu­tions have often proved loci of con­tro­versy, both at the local and eccle­sial level. And so it is in the novel with the Heisler Institute.

Here’s an excerpt from Chap­ter One from the per­spec­tive of the pro­tag­o­nist, James Ire­gon, a doc­toral can­di­date in Shake­speare Studies:

At the top of the bluff the path opened out near the Water Tower, a city land­mark in Vic­to­rian Gothic. Beyond that, ris­ing higher still with ado­les­cent hubris in Cream City brick and blue-green glass, stood the newly com­pleted Heisler Insti­tute for the Study of West­ern Civilization.

Accord­ing to its own glossy brochure, the Heisler Insti­tute was a place of advanced study ded­i­cated to the prin­ci­ple that Art and Idea shape the struc­ture of our world. Or per­haps more accu­rately, James thought, given the pugilis­tic tem­pera­ment of its patron, “Mad” Max Heisler, a gaunt­let thrown in the face of god­less postmodernism.

Push­ing through the Institute’s mahogany doors, James entered the Institute’s diamond-shaped atrium. Open to the full height of the tower’s seven sto­ries, the atrium’s over­hang­ing gal­leries met a sharply pitched roof of turquoise glass. The tower’s east­ern win­dow jut­ted out over the lake like the prow of a ship, flood­ing the atrium’s white mar­ble floor in muted, swim­ming light. Tiny human fig­ures passed to and fro high above on the upper gal­leries, like pil­grims mak­ing their hap­haz­ard way to some empyrean blue-green heaven. The nau­ti­cal motifs notwith­stand­ing, skep­ti­cal mem­bers of the local media had already dubbed the place “St. Max’s Cathedral.”

‘Mad’ Max Heisler,” read one Mil­wau­kee Jour­nal Sen­tinel edi­to­r­ial, “great Lakes Bank CEO and the wealth­i­est and most con­tro­ver­sial busi­ness­man in town, has built his museum of anti­quated ideals, his ceno­taph for Dead White Euro­pean Males, the way medieval kings built chantries and cathedrals—in atone­ment for their sins.” In some cir­cles the place was known as “Heisler’s Folly.”

The Beckman Institute, Urbana, ILDebra Murphy’s inspi­ra­tion for the Heisler Insti­tute build­ing itself is the Beck­man Insti­tute for Advanced Sci­ence and Tech­nol­ogy at the Uni­ver­sity of Illi­nois in Urbana-Champaign, Debra’s alma mater and home­town. (For shots of the Beck­man Insitute’s atrium, designed by archi­tect click here, here and here. Debra’s imag­ined a dia­mond shaped atrium rather than a rec­tan­gu­lar one, and sur­rounded by gal­leries, rather than gal­leries just on one end, but you get the idea.) Designed by the archi­tec­tural firm of Smith, Hinch­man & Grylls, the Beck­man Insti­tute build­ing was funded (much like tMoT’s fic­tional Heisler Insi­tute) by the gen­er­ous $40M dona­tion of Arnold and Mabel Beckman.

Click here for the novel’s map illus­tra­tion of Milwaukee’s east side, giv­ing the fic­tional loca­tion of the Heisler Insti­tute. Below is a Google map cen­tered on the same area.

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