The curmudgeon - long before he was one - was at Brown while his older brother was as well. Joining a fraternity (never "frat") was a big part of the culture.
They each had a personality - the jock fraternity, the pipe-smoking-in-a-smoking jacket one, even the animal house, (which put the one in the movie to shame).
The pre-curmudgeon joined a genteel one, despite it's later reputation for the pool we built out front and jumped from a second story window into 3' of water. We're talking 1967 - we were running on sex, drugs, and Rock&Roll.
The curmudgeon's big brother was in one that was a tad more adventurous. The penny races were simple things - a high beer content competition where the contestants would race to move a penny across the rug with their noses.
I'm not making this up - the day-later bandaged noses (rug burns and such) were viewed as a badge of honor.
And this was one of the top colleges in America.
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