Word: winterful
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...shape of the Science Center, the steam tunnels are a part of Harvard legend. A cloudy mixture of fiction and fact, their dimensions expand with each prankster's tale and their history grows more fantastic. One story tells of a sly undergraduate who, dressed as a workman, avoided the winter snows by travelling to classes through the tunnels. During the 1969 occupation of University Hall, another rumor has it, Harvard administrators escaped invading protesters by fleeing through the underground passages. Once upon a time, the wrestling team jogged through the tunnels, sweating from the triple-digit temperatures, to lose weight...
...life in the pipe-filled tunnels is much less glamorous. Tall tales and legends aside, most undergraduates rarely come into contact with the network. Some sharp observers, however, will note that through early fall, a swath of grass in the Yard stays green longer than the rest, and through winter that patch melts away its cover of snow and remains in sight. These few will see beneath the legend of the Harvard tunnels...
Kleinfelder knows the disruption caused by her absence may cause some difficulties, but she says the Harvard team will do some work this winter to get a jump on the season. In addition, coming from national-level lacrosse back to the Harvard team will bring, she says, "an interesting period of adjustment...
...golfers' new coach is Bob Carr, who is the assistant hockey coach during the winter months. He replaces Bob Donovan, Harvard's Director of Sports Promotions. The new captains are junior Jim Dales and Senior Spence Fitzgibbons, who bring diametrically opposed attitudes to the game. Dales has never taken a lesson while Fitzgibbons is a golfing hypochondriac who regularly consults golfing gurus around the world...
...Oooooh...Mmmmh, ooh, that's a very hard question. If I knew the answer, I would tell you." A. Bartlett Giamatti can't say why he accepted the offer to become president of Yale University last winter. He rubs his chin, shakes his head a little, pondering the question. He screws up his soft face, where a little bit of a goatee outlines his chin--but it's really in his eyes. His brown eyes grow misty and far away; and the deep sighs, mixed with a sad chuckle or two reveal a man somewhat puzzled by his situation...