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It’s a hazy memory: there are flashes of a crowded N.J. Transit train, glimmers of a vantage point high above the 20-yard line, and echoes of a brassy fight song. Most vivid are the Eion Hu jokes. Childish stuff, the kind of humor a 10-year old could revel in:“Hu scored that touchdown?”“Yeah.”“No, who was it that scored?”“Hu!”It was a sunny Saturday afternoon at the old Palmer...
...said Alison G. Umminger ’92, the president of the Lampoon at the time. “Everybody wanted that tree to go.” The tree had been a favorite of Alfred E. Vellucci, a former Cambridge mayor who had suggested turning Harvard Yard into a parking lot and putting a public bathroom in the Lampoon building, according to a 1991 New York Times article. Powers said he and other members of the Lampoon were told by their lawyer not to comment. The Lampoon’s lawyer could not be reached for comment...
Well, this blow-off class for upperclassmen affects everyone on the yard. Nearly a quarter of the grass is unavailable for lounging at one rare time in the year when the weather permits it. The scene is also creating a logjam of tourists asking questions like: “Are all the landscapers at Harvard so well dressed and ethnically diverse?” and “Is this, like, some sort of way to get you guys at least some kind of physical activity...
This isn’t the first year the Yard has been churned up in the name of learning, but maybe, hopefully, this year the Administration will recognize the trivial nature of this pedagogical endeavor. Since the students in this class will be obliged to finish out the term in Anthropology 1130, we all can at least pray they find some shiny beads or seashells. After that, I say we let those Indian spirits rest in peace...
...left his car and attempted a kind of lecture. But they would not listen to the person David I. Halberstam ’55 later unapologetically called “a fool.” McNamara, sensing danger, fled through a Quincy House door, and was escorted to the Yard through an underground tunnel...