The Yale barrier has been broken. Whenever I mention that I'm going to New Haven to do research, people assume that I'm going to Yale. But I don't. I'm at the Jewish Historical Society or at the Colony.
But why not Yale? They've got lots of stuff, right? I didn't have a place to start.
Will at the Institute Library suggested Archives and Manuscripts. I called, they said I could come in. Marvin suggested I talk to the Head Archivist of Yale who also worked with Jewish Historical Society. But he wasn't sure if she was still there.
So Mary Ann and Charl truck over to the main library, walk into Archives cold and ask for the Head Archivist. Turns out she's right there. She said I was unlikely to find anything, community information was routed to the Colony. But she got me started and explained the process. Most of the materials were at a remote location. I could request them by 1:45pm and the boxes would be there by 11am the next day.
I had a next days so I ordered up as much as I could.
We wanted lunch; it was bitter cold. I asked the library staff if there was a cafeteria nearby. Sure, next door at the Law School. So, what the heck, we breeze in the law school, find the cafeteria and eat lunch among a lot of very smart people. Really smart. We did the same thing today and I noticed that the people in the Yale Law School dining room were not hunched over their phones, not texting. They were having engrossing conversations with each other.
We were very impressed with ourselves. Charl says "What's the big deal about getting into Yale Law School. You just walk in the door!"
Today, we went back and looked through our boxes (many many rules). Didn't find too much.
Charl took pictures and was busted twice. One for using a tripod in the main library and another for taking pictures of woodwork at the Law School.
But he got this cool picture of a bust. We don't know who he is.
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