"'His dissertation', notes Sam Portaro, Episcopal chaplain at the University's Brent House, 'took him quite literally into the temporal via media and thus established his lasting fascination for the middle way'. Henceforth, Bibfeldt perceived all the world as one of those stomachless Henry Moore sculptures and envisioned himself filling the gap, taking orders and slinging hash in the greasy diner of 20th-century theology. Consequently, the sort-of-annual Bibfeldt symposium, held most years at the Divinity School on All Saints' or April Fools' Day, always begins with bratwurst and beer." Easton, John "The Unbearable Lightness of Being Bibfeldt," The University of Chicago Magazine, Feb 1995, VOLUME 87, NUMBER 3