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True (Blue) Confessions
Inspired by Brandt Goldstein’s article about how a chair stolen from Yale became his constant writing companion, we asked alumni to send us their own photos and stories of Yale property they might have “accidentally” stuffed in their suitcases.
January/February 2011
R. Tripp Evans ’78PhD ’fessed up to taking this Mory’s cup and saucer at a conference dinner when he was a graduate student. “The woman seated to my left walked off with a dinner plate in her purse,” he adds.
The Reverend Michael Hartney ’74MDiv, an Episcopal priest in Watkins Glen, New York, has a Yale chair that has been as significant to him as Brandt Goldstein’s. Hartney writes:
One of the faculty chairs in a lecture room at the Divinity School had a split back. It was taped to prevent inadvertent pinches. It had been set aside for possible repair or discard. I thought it most certainly would be discarded. So when I graduated early in 1974 I took the chair with me. I replaced the tape with a length of red yarn, tightly wrapped around the crack. It has been my desk chair ever since. I have never repaired the chair, and I have written every sermon for the past 36 years sitting in that chair.
What have you stolen from Yale? Send your stories and photos of purloined furniture, dishes, and other Yaleiana to alumnimag@yale.edu. |
