Yesterday Richard Press opined on his days at Dartmouth among “college guys with bloody bloodshot eyes,” and today we offer a hangover cure in the form of videos from the heyday of the Ivy League Look. You could call it a hair of the bulldog, except that’s Yale.
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My somewhat hazy recollection of the Dartmouth campus comes from one raucous visit during the Tuck Winter Carnival. As someone who attended a program in the heart of a city, I was struck by the beauty of the Upper Valley and how much darn fun those students must have had when not stuck in a classroom. The haziness, of course, stemmed from the activities that weekend, particularly the apres-ski celebration, which I can see didn’t change too much from the video of Winter Carnival in the 50’s!
Only a couple of colleges in the country where this sort of atmosphere/vibe exists. One in particular.
Jim F…..I was a Tuckie back in the day and the apres ski social events were legendary. I’m pleased to report that Occom Pond is still very much a centerpiece of the college’s winter activities.
I’ve been reading this blog for a lot of years – and I feel like like I’ve had my fill of Ivy Style. I’m becoming more interested in British aristocrat style and old money style.
Years ago the Wall Street Journal used to publish an annual 1-10 list of the top beer drinking schools in the US. Every year Dartmouth was number one. In fact, the drinkers from Hangover NH always drank more beer than all the other schools combined. It was so predictable that the Journal discontinued the list. There were only so many things to do when you are snowed in most of the winter and there were no girls.
S.E. “Only a couple of colleges in the country where this sort of atmosphere/vibe exists. One in particular.”
Which one? Probably still Dartmouth, but I have no recent information.
My Great Uncle was a Big D Quarterback and my father was a classmate of Chris Miller aka Animal House – My Dad was the “Vegetable” with a green sweater that his Frat Brothers Burned because he wore it too much and had lots of stories about Flounder and his bed sheets. His night of the Seven Fires had more to do with Whiskey and snow drifts than beer (He preferred scotch to Beer). He was great at punching out windows and spent a few nights in jail in Hanover. He hated wearing any sort of suit, Blazer, Tie, or shoes, but loved the gutter in the Basement of the AD house.