68 version 5.0 – The Purple Valley and beyond
Pete the Cop - sees all, knows all
Look carefully. That's Henry Kissinger
Scott Fields reads from his poetry
Existentialism 1966 style
Winter Carnaval 1966
The Williams Inn, then
Beauty in repose
One of many great Winter Carnival posters
Advertising the "new" Greylock?
It was really like this, wasn't it?
One fine day
Dave Brubeck and Joe Morello
Shotgun! Junior Walker and the All Stars
Everybody must get A's...
What were we thinking?
When we invented this?
That's gotta hurt...
Nat Batchelder powers through
Bob Lux lunges for the line
Roger Maynard crosses the finish line
You say we'll go co-ed when?
Tom Ervin handles the ball
Bill MacMillen and Jon Weller
Bill Drummond keeps Harvard at bay
That man knows how to dribble
Bill Blanchard stares down the ball
Bill Calfee lines one up
Randy Dygert -- catch him if you can
Lining up at Chapin Hall
On our way, with support
Berkshire County Sheriff's view
Mike Wasserman lays it on the line
Shirtsleeves weather 2
James Reston with President Sawyer
Whitney Young and President John Sawyer
James Reston up close and personal
James Reston's commencement address, page 1
Whitney Young addresses the Class of 1968
Closure with style
The Lower Reading Room
Kite Day 1967
Tightly focused on the Velvet Underground
Burt Cohen directs his films Emulsion
I would love to see a picture of Tom Stevens. His address at Commencement is still in my memory while those of Reston and others have long faded.
Thanks, Doug. Many of us miss Tom, myself included (he was my roommate for 3 years). We tried to get an archival copy of his address and a picture of him at the podium last year but haven’t been able to unearth anything yet. We will keep trying.
Amen to that! I recall “…yet we cannot forget that for us this is also an ending…” and went on to describe many of the moments that we may remember. Autumn sun of Weston Field, chats with faculty in Baxter Hall snack bar…
It was spoken from the heart and I would love to see those words again. Memory gets a bit fuzzy after 50 years. We were privileged to have heard it.
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