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My Freshman Year, I lived in a dorm called Canaday Hall; it was only one of 2 or 3 freshman dorms handicap accessible in Harvard yard back in 1986-1987, but because of that it was BRAND NEWm and I was lucky enough to have kick ass furnishings and bathroom/shower. Everyone else had furnishings with JFK's initals in it...
Anyhow, in the basement of Canaday Hall, there was a complex of offices called the W.E.B. Dubois Institute....I will leave it to all you cretins to educate yourselves on who W.E.B. Dubois was...but during my frosh year, Professor Henry Louis Gates was the director of the W.E.B. Dubois Insitute.
Suffice it to say, Henry and his gang did not like having Burg as the "upstairs neighbor".....if only jamesn were here, I hope he is lurking and reads this. If jamesn comes back I will tell you all about the time(s), after a weekend during football season, the student zealots and Professor Gates found pizza crusts at the bottom of their stairwell leading down into the W.E.B. Dubois Institute....not that I KNOW anything specific about such (uncle)tomfoolery, I just might have allegedly seen something relevant about certain acts of (uncle)tomfollery that may have tended to [jesse]indubitably[/jesse] smack of racist overtones...possibly a few undertones as well. No Squigtones.
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Are you gonna eat that?