When I laid this glass negative down on the light table, look who jumped out at me:
You’d like to think it was spring, but I suspect it was right around matriculation in the fall of 1929.
When I laid this glass negative down on the light table, look who jumped out at me:
You’d like to think it was spring, but I suspect it was right around matriculation in the fall of 1929.
OK, I’ll bite. Some sort of OWLS/EBLS ritual? Looks like it was happening about where Sewall Hall is today.
It’s hard to be sure, but my guess is it’s some mild freshman hazing. I’m slowly going through the 1930 Campanile for clues.