Through ever-shifting world, Yale’s ghosts remain
Dear Professor E.,
I thought of you during Parents’ Weekend, and not just because my visiting folks kept me from studying. You taught me to look at today’s world with an eye toward history, and so I thought of you as I walked my parents around the pseudo-Gothic courtyards of Branford and Saybrook meant to look centuries older than they are. When they were built, Yalies criticized these courtyards.
