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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...live in Mather, which is in fact a more interesting house than it was when I first joined. Although there are fewer baseball caps and DHA's (that's insider lingo for Harvard sweats) in the dining hall than before, there is more music of many different varieties; there are more dinner discussions and theme tables; and people of more diverse backgrounds wander through the halls than ever did when I was a sophomore...

Author: By Talia Milgrom-elcott, | Title: Randomization Reassessed | 4/20/1998 | See Source »

...same time, one of my main concerns with randomization was that houses, once a strong element to college life, would deteriorate as a greater Harvard focus emerged. But that hasn't happened. Although Mather no longer quite fits the endearing nickname "home for steroids" that adorns an old t-shirt, there remains a distinct feeling of house community. Yesterday morning, Winthrop House hosted a welcome to their rising sophomores, the class that will make randomization complete. The Winthrop that these first years saw was a vital and connected community, not an apathetic and coincidental collection of individuals...

Author: By Talia Milgrom-elcott, | Title: Randomization Reassessed | 4/20/1998 | See Source »

...contest is not open to first-year students,but both sophomores who participated, Michael B.Fertik '00 of Mather House and S. WilloughbyAnderson '00 of Leverett House, made it to thefinal round...

Author: By Alan E. Wirzbicki, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: Juniors Capture Boylston Prizes | 4/17/1998 | See Source »

Steven A. Gross, a tutor in Mather House, said he was walking behind the students, who were dressed in tuxedos, when he saw them push two women, walking in the opposite direction, off the sidewalk...

Author: By Barbara E. Martinez, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Three Students Are Suspected Of Tutor Assault | 4/17/1998 | See Source »

...seems that every day, I discover some new activity I cannot do. On Sunday night, I braved the stereotypes of labyrinthian corridors and found myself in Mather House for dinner. To my surprise, there was real ice cream being served. I happily approached the gallon container, swept up the scooper, dug in and screamed. We don't all scream for ice cream...

Author: By Baratunde R. Thurston, | Title: RSI Makes One Re-evaluate Life | 4/14/1998 | See Source »

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