The Robert Taft Library, housed in the old Weir Hall (1912) which was later incorporated into JE in 1965. This hideaway of a library was my place of study, contemplation, escape and a not so occasional nap. Windows overlooked the old sculpture garden of the Art Gallery; day dreaming was easy, especially gazing at the seldom used garden in Spring.
– George Lowe
The TV Room housed in a small square building off the JE courtyard was the place to gather nightly after dinner to watch Walter Cronkite deliver the sad and bad news from Vietnam and to glimpse a feared slice of our immediate future. At last visit (2010) this little building was used for storage for JE maintenance and gardening crew.
– George Lowe
Library Walk, between JE and Branford, remains a special place for me. The solid architectural statement made by these two colleges served as a frame for my frequent walks along the tree-lined great stone walkway. It offered a short journey, long enough to reflect on the day’s prospects or share repartee with passing classmates. Perhaps this space also symbolized important transitions for me: a change from West Coast to East Coast surroundings; a daily commute from Wright Hall to Pierson College; a compact stage upon which the seasons played their respective roles; the development of a naive teenager into a young man questioning his place in the world. A location attached to my memory by a sense of belonging, curiosity, enthusiasm and hope.
– Thatcher Shellaby
Having spent quite a bit of time reading history in campus libraries, I have fond memories of Sterling–green leather L&B couches, a fifth-floor carrel with a magnificent view for writing papers, and the manuscript room that housed the nineteenth century diaries of Yalies who studied in Germany I studied for my senior thesis. It was a moveable feast studying in all the residential colleges but Georgian Pierson and Gothic JE were like home.
– Paul Chapman