Fire is Primal

The "we beat Harvard and Yale" bonfire was originally scheduled for Thursday night, but Thursday night brought heavy rain and tornado warnings, so Princeton wisely went with the Friday night option.

The bonfire was slated to start at 6pm, so D and I joined T on campus after school. He was worn out, as he so often is on Friday evening, but absolutely determined not to miss the fire, which we'd explained to him is an unpredictable and rare occurrance.

The pyre was huge; the flames shot higher than the tallest trees surrounding Cannon Green. We stood in the shadow of West College, and could still feel the heat.

Doesn't he look a bit devilish? Mwah ha ha hah...