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The former Dunster resident tutor was widely regarded as an ally to BGLTQ students in the House but was not asked back to the position last spring.
Avik Chatterjee ’02, a former BGLTS, race relations, and pre-med tutor in Dunster House and now a tutor in Currier, poses before attending the Dunster Senior Dinner in May 2015.
Shaiba Rather '17 inspects some of the items for sale in Currier House on Saturday. As the academic year ends, many departing seniors seek to sell much of their used goods, ranging from furniture to clothing.
<p>It’s not a secret that Currier is often considered in the bottom of housing– it’s in the Quad, its dining hall is often compared to a “retirement home,” and it doesn’t have the classic Harvard look. However, Currier is a very unique house with a cohesive community, in fact, it has the smallest population of any house. Currier is also frequently ranked the highest among Harvard dining halls in terms of food quality. So when people clad in green swimsuits storm your dorm chanting “Fear the tree,” there may actually be a few reasons to get excited.</p>
The email included explicit language and sexual references addressed to another student in the House whose account had recently sent a short message over the list referencing Currier’s Ten-Man suite.
Currier House Master, Richard W. Wrangham, is planning to take a sabbatical to conduct research but will still live in the House.
Ah, the wonders of the vending machine—enabling students to stay indoors for weeks on end since they were first invented in the 1880s. Don’t wait for the next blizzard to scope out supply lines. FM will guide you through some of the best vending machines at Harvard, so you can always be prepared.
Jon Imber, an artist who taught a figure drawing course at Harvard for over 25 years, died last Thursday due to complications from ALS. He was 63.
Currier House brought pre-Housing Day fever to new heights with an email from “email@example.com.” Complete with a fungus reference, a tree-themed book recommendation, and an invitation to join “the Dean” at the park, it bore all of the marks of a classic Pfister correspondence.