When one thinks of Harvard--Hasty Pudding Theatricals, specifically--one's mind is usually in Cambridge, Mass.
Why shouldn't it be? HPT has roots there dating back to September 1, 1795.
Yeah, it's the antepenultimate oldest club for nancy boy theater geeks in the white man's world, preceded only by the Comédie-Française and the Easter-loving Oberammergau Players in Bavaria.
Today, in the age of Indianapolis' NCAA nazis, you couldn't find something even approaching a troupe like HPT.
No, not since Title IX.
In 1973, women officially joined the company; HPT was now fully co-educational. (Dames had been ushering and selling tickets for performances since the '30s.)
Here's the thing, though, about Hasty at Harvard. Ever since 1882, with the ensemble's first non-burlesque show, Dido and Aeneas (a farcical French operetta, not the lament by Purcell), Hasty Pudding Theatricals has been a touring show.