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A Card for Billie Johnson by Ianthe Brautigan Swensen

A Card for Billie

Last week, I walked into the Hutchins Office and our

Administrative Analyst, Billie Johnson, had remodeled the

Department office. She had created a much-needed

conversation nook in a corner, moved a small couch near a

sunny window, and put more movable chairs around the

table at the center of the room. This new to us is what she

found for free and floating around the university. There is

also a lending library for students who can’t afford

textbooks for their classes and a display space for books

that faculty has written. Johnson’s desk is not where she

would ideally like because of the ancient wiring; if she

were to move to her preferred location in the room, and

someone turned on the microwave and then someone else

used the copier—the breaker blows. I keep trying to come

up with absurd solutions that involve multiple extension

cords, which makes her laugh—something I love to hear.

The importance of this upgrade is that it informs the

students and guests that even though our university is

going through a challenging time—and Liberal Studies

Programs are being shuttered throughout the nation and

state—that we are, for now, still here.

On the walls, Johnson has put group photos of our

students. These photographs are one of the many

reminders of our purpose. My favorite was taken at the top

of Coit Tower; the students are bathed in sunlight with

huge smiles on their faces. Johnson organized this field

trip out of non-existent funds. We had just come out of

COVID and couldn’t afford, as we had in the past,

admission to one of the wonderful museums in S.F., so we

created an historical walking tour of North Beach and

Chinatown. For many first-year students, it was the first

time that they had been on a field trip. Friendships were

27forged and memories were made. Upon our return, the

expression on Johnson’s face was one of deep satisfaction.

Despite everything, a worldwide pandemic, unexpected

budget cuts, she had provided a solution for our

students—again.

During our recent registration, due to a gap in the system,

Johnson’s email pinged without mercy. At a time of less of

everything, she is working relentlessly and practically to

ensure make sure that our students get what they need.

She’s brilliant at knowing what’s possible and what’s not.

Like our students, I go to her for honest answers to hard

questions. There are more students that I can count who

were able to graduate because when they came to her—

ready to drop out—she was able to give a kind of tough

care that acknowledges the reality of obtaining an

education for some. One student did their senior capstone

project on advice that Johnson had given her during a

rough semester. The student was jugging a full-time job,

health issues, and was thinking about dropping out. The

title of the senior capstone project was “C’s get degrees.”

Billie Johnson is not a therapist, nor is she a hero, she’s

one of the many people that have existed throughout time

who find a way to work within broken systems and during

challenging times. Not wanting to take too much of her

time, here is our brief interview:

First, what drew you to working at a university? Watching

you with students and seeing the tangible effect that you

have on their lives—what makes you give more than you

receive in financial compensation?

When I left my corporate job, I was burned out and felt

like I wasn’t being true to myself. A friend of mine who

worked at the university suggested I apply because it

works well with a family schedule, especially with twoyoung children and a husband at home. I never took the

job at the university for the money. When I started, my pay

was laughable. Looking back, I laugh at myself and shake

my head. I left a mid 6-figure job and took one that paid

me less than $30,000 a year to start. This job was never

about the money. It was about being able to give back and

be there for people who didn’t have someone on their side

who understands the college system. I wanted to help first

generation students and students from lower income

families reach their full potential and goals. I help every

student that walks through the door, but it’s more special

to me when I get to help those students because it hits

close to home.

2. What does it say about the world that we live that we

have systems that are dependent on folks like yourself

who fill in the gaps & yet there isn't the financial

compensation to go with this unpaid labor.

America was built on the backs of people like me—

hardworking, don’t quit people, that care. It’s the people

that care and put a little more into what they do that make

this world great. We as a society don’t value hard work

and caring people. We value people that can entertain us

and couldn’t care less about others. For example, athletes

make millions of dollars, but we pay our teachers less

than $100,000 a year, and in some other states way less

than that. If you ask society, they’ll say we need teachers,

but we aren’t willing to pay for them.

Is it fair? No. But it’s been this way forever, and I don’t

believe it will ever change. I don’t know anyone that does

more than they should and gets paid for what they do.

3. Who was your mentor?

29I can’t say one person is my mentor. I was never someone

who believed one person could have all the answers, so

I’ve always looked to a few different people to help guide

me. I’ve had the privilege of having strong women

throughout my life who guided me at different stages.

4. What would be a step in the right direction to create

new inroads of communication in organizations like ours

that depend on the work of you and your colleagues.

A step in the right direction would be actually listening to

the people doing the work every day. The people on the

ground are the ones who see what students are going

through and where the gaps are. We need more honest

communication and less working in silos. If we talked

more and worked together, instead of separately, we could

help students in a much bigger way. It’s about making sure

people feel heard and valued, not just be expected to keep

filling in the gaps.

5. I remember once you said, "I don't want a big deal

made about what I do, but I would like a thank you card."

Does this still hold true?

Yes, it still holds true for me, and here’s why. A thank you

card or anything handwritten means more to me than any

gift or money. It shows that someone took the time to write

something to me, and time is so much more valuable than

anything else~ Billie Johnson


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