Monthly Archives: April 2015

I am totally wiped out tonight but I do have something here that should provide interesting reading. This is the entire issue of the November 19, 1976 “On Campus” newsletter for faculty and staff. If you can’t find something you … Continue reading →

For those of you who got here after the Math 100 era, all you need to know is that everyone had to pass it–everyone–and that both it’s requirements and the way it was taught were  rigid to the point of … Continue reading →

I opened up a folder and was instantly disoriented by this photograph. I wasn’t even sure for a while which end was up but I think this is right:   It’s the east stair tower of Anderson Biology, looking straight … Continue reading →

I was saddened to learn this weekend of the death of Jerry Lewis. Jerry came to Rice in the mid-80s and worked first in internal audit, then in the controllers office. In 2002 he moved over to athletics and eventually … Continue reading →

Apparently, they used to decorate the goalposts for games. Is this even legal? I wonder how Nick Saban would react to such a proposition. Here are members of the Sarah Lane Literary Society wrapping the posts in the old stadium, … Continue reading →

You know what? They really did. And Lili Milani (’69, ’71) actually made many of them them herself: I found this charming Houston Post article in an Elizabeth Baldwin Literary Society scrapbook from 1966. I really love scrapbooks with clippings … Continue reading →

One of the pleasant consequences of my adventures with the old Chemistry Library was that a folder full of images of the building bubbled up to the surface. Here’s a real beauty, an image of the Lecture Hall taken just … Continue reading →

I took a few happy minutes last week to wander around in the Chemistry Building and see if I could confirm the location of the Chemistry Library before Fondren was built, which I wrote about here. From what I could … Continue reading →

See you Monday!

Every single item in this column brought a smile to my face but the last one, which perfectly conveys the Rice I know so well, made me laugh out loud: I don’t know much about the author, young Mr. Hanovich, … Continue reading →