Many a Yardling in troubled with having hill mother help get him settled, but yesterday a member of 1941 was subjected to an unusual amount of embarrassment.
His mother was driving their car through the Yard and wished to ask the way to Grays Hall. She know it must be grey, and, upon seeing some grey steps, she stopped.
In spite of her son's remonstrances that he had seen Grays Hall before and that it had looked smaller, she spoke to the nearest workman. "In that Grays Hall?" she asked.
The workman drew himself up to his full height. With a sweeping gesture of his arm and a scornful smile he said, "That, Ma'am, is Widener Library."
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