I took Soc Sci 2 with Sam Beer my freshman year, and he was dynamite, with his shock of red hair and dramatic red mustache. In the succeeding ten years, I never actually met Beer, but I did wax his floors once. I got the job through the Harvard Student Employment Office, and while I worked [wax on, wax off, as Mr. Miaga would say], Mrs. Beer told me a wonderful story that opened my young eyes to the behind the scenes life of the Harvard faculty. It seems that shortly after Beer joined the faculty, she gave a tea for the wives of the senior members of the department. She brought out the good china and silver, and thought all was well, although after a while she sensed some tension in the assembled ladies. Afterwards, one of the older wives took her aside and explained that she had seated the wife of an Associate Professor nearer the head of the table than the wife of a Full Professor.
Soc Sci 2 met in New Lecture Hall, which was then, and perhaps still is, one of Harvard's largest venues. It was packed, with scarcely an empty seat.