The experience of a Crimson editor is also, over time, learning how to become comfortable with calling those same alumni for advice or, in our case, with requesting interviews to ask about their experiences ahead of The Crimson’s 150th anniversary. It takes a while to get situate yourself in such a storied place, to adjust to being a successor of many notable alumni who once inhabited it. Sequestered in the basement are the issues from The Crimson’s very beginning, 1873.
If you go upstairs to the second floor of the little brick building on 14 Plympton St., you enter a room (“the Sanctum,” as Crimson editors call it) lined with huge leather-bound tomes containing issues dating back to the ’50s. At first, it is hard to not feel intimidated by The Harvard Crimson.
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