Payne Whitney from between Morse and Stiles

The words "no photo yet"The jagged walkway between Morse and Stiles is non-descript as you approach it from York Street. But once you mount a series of steps and follow the jog to the right, you come upon a vista that’s as surprising as it is majestic — the tower of Payne Whitney, framed perfectly between the adobe-like concrete walls of the two colleges. Morse and Stiles look nothing like the rest of Yale. Payne Whitney looks like no other gym in the world. And yet the space exudes harmony. To steal a line that my old Morse master, Vincent Scully, used about the skyline of Chicago, the buildings “talk to each other.” Fifty years ago, it was my favorite spot on our eclectic campus. Today, it’s my favorite lesson for our divided times.

Paul Taylor

5th Floor Payne Whitney Gym

Harkness Tower with the word "Sample" printed over itHoly temple of sweat and basketball. Walls were so close that I injured both wrists after being undercut going up for a layup. Lots of trash talk and great competition. Many of the best athletes in the College would show up in their off seasons for pick up games, shirts versus skins. Again later in Law School I would go over after my seminar in Secured Transactions and Negotiable Instruments and play with one of my classmates, another son of the South. Bill Clinton was not bad in the post. He knew how to use that bottom to block out.

Tap Taplin