Monthly Archives: March 2013

This is the kind of week I’ve had. I’m knocking off early.

One of the things that I always have an eye out for is evidence of the continuing passion for aviation that runs through the early decades at the Institute. While I was looking for something in some Threshers from the … Continue reading →

This has been comically difficult. Really, I’ve been laughing as I’ve gone along. Part of what makes it all so interesting is that the engineering quad has been photographed so much over the years that there are hundred of images … Continue reading →

I hate to let anyone see me break out in a sweat, but I’m forced to admit that at this point I am working very, very hard to figure out the Tau Beta Pi bent story. Could there possibly be … Continue reading →

The harder I tried to figure out what happened with that Tau Beta Pi bent in front of Abercrombie the more confused I got, so I went all the way back to the beginning and took things one step at … Continue reading →

We received a chastity belt. It came with a nice note, letting us know that the author’s father found it in the Administration Building (Lovett) in the 1930s. One can only hope it was a theatrical prop of some sort.

It’s always so much harder to get it down than it was to put it up. Bonus: On Monday, we’ll go back to Abercrombie. I’ve made some progress.

I spent a significant amount of time this afternoon trying to figure out how and when the Tau Beta Pi bent moved around in front of Abercrombie as well as when the little pool was filled in. I found quite … Continue reading →

Yes, we’re about to do a series on benches. But not all at once, don’t worry–I’ll spread it out so we don’t get overwhelmed with excitement. I got quite a few comments and even more emails after I wrote this … Continue reading →

It would be difficult to overstate how important John McCants was to the opening and operation of Rice in its first decades. President Lovett convinced him to come to Texas as his personal assistant in 1910, when the Institute was … Continue reading →