Some traditions die hard: The freshman-sophomore snowball fight of 1892-93 left Darwin R. James, John P. Poe, and Arthur L. Wheeler of the Class of 1895 looking like disconsolate pugilists. Did they sit for this portrait to bear witness to their bravery in battle or to protest the practice of filling snowballs with rocks? No one knows now.
now I wanna be in this snowball fight
“One day some of the kids from the neighborhood carried my mother’s groceries all the way home. You know why? It was outta respect.”