I have to go give a talk so I have no time to compose one of my graceful and elegant posts tonight. Instead I’ll just give you something to ponder: gatesitting. It was a thing for quite a while. Sometimes they did it for fun, but sometimes there seems to have been a hazing aspect to it. This first (blurry) one came from the scrapbook of Elmer Shutts, ’16:
And this was taken by our friend Carl Knapp, also ’16:
It’s impossible to say what they were thinking.