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...rustic Hanover, N.H., woods. (It’s not much more of a happening place today.) But Ledyard sought to spice up life at the Big Green. He nettled the college president with cheeky requests for fencing lessons, and he audaciously organized a camping trip through knee-deep snow in the middle of winter. During a mysterious two-and-a half-month disappearance, Ledyard somehow managed to spend his £60-pound legacy, which had been earmarked for tuition. Ledyard fled the college by taking a homemade canoe down the treacherous Connecticut River...
DIED. JOE GRANT, 96, one of Disney's most influential early artists and story developers, whose credits over a seven-decade career included co-writing Dumbo, helping devise the story for Fantasia and creating the queen-witch character in Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs; of a heart attack, while working in his studio; in Glendale, Calif. In the late 1980s, 40 years after leaving Disney to start his own businesses, he was called back to consult on Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin and The Lion King...
...rustic Hanover, N.H., woods. (It’s not much more of a happening place today.) But Ledyard sought to spice up life at the Big Green. He nettled the college president with cheeky requests for fencing lessons, and he audaciously organized a camping trip through knee-deep snow in the middle of winter. During a mysterious two-and-a half-month disappearance, Ledyard somehow managed to spend his £60-pound legacy, which had been earmarked for tuition. Ledyard fled the college by taking a homemade canoe down the treacherous Connecticut River...
...only 50 pounds, a wool cloak, two dogs, a hatchet, and a peace pipe, Ledyard walked through northern Sweden and Finland to reach St. Petersburg, Russia. As he walked, he got in the habit of talking to himself in French: “I believe that wolves, rocks, woods & snow understand it, for I have addressed them in it & they have all been very complaisant to me,” he wrote to Jefferson...
...affair—at least, not with a girl. I’m talking about a dining hall. There are some things I hate about Annenberg—the food is at the top of the list—but nevertheless I am continuously drawn back to it through snow, wind, and rain. But there is a way to alleviate the nostalgia by returning upperclassmen to the jewel of Memorial Hall a few times a year...