A story from the opening pages of Grevel Lindop’s Charles Williams: The Third Inkling reveals a startling but puzzling truth. Charles Williams, in spite of being called “One of the most gifted and intellectual Christian writers England has produced this [the 20th] century” by Time magazine, has always walked in the shadow of his two famous friends, C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien.
New dorms, road trips, short courses, whatever — the lesson is the same: Always look on the bright side of life.
Commentary: Turning the Tide: Inspiring Concern for Others and the Common Good through College Admissions
In April, as Notre Dame’s associate vice president of undergraduate enrollment, I attended an admitted-students reception in New York City. It was a lovely, blue-sky day, and we stood on a rooftop deck overlooking the Metropolitan Museum of Art. On a rooftop deck across the street, we could see a Stanford gathering for admitted students. At both parties, parents and students seemed almost buoyant — balancing pride in the fact of admission to a chosen college with relief.
Andrew McShane rounded the corner in front of the altar of the Basilica of the Sacred Heart and sized up the cacophony in the choir loft: Drills wheezing. Socket wrenches clicking. Wisecracks flying. Workmen calling down from vanishing tiers of organ pipes that still rose three and four stories above the church floor.
Battling infertility changes a person, writes Kate Zinsmeister Harvey ’10. Her reflection was awarded an honorable mention in this magazine’s 2015 Young Alumni Essay contest.
Sometimes it’s better not to know what you’re getting yourself into, says Brenna Decker ‘10, whose essay received honorable mention in this magazine’s 2015 Young Alumni Essay Contest.
Happiness, or at least the word, was everywhere as 2016 approached — echoing in holiday conversations and in the worldwide shouts of “Happy New Year!” late on Dec. 31. Faced with the emptiness and angst I sensed in much of that happy talk, I’ve confirmed my new year’s resolution: Either it’s time to drop all this fake, escapist merriment . . . or it’s time to get really serious about happiness.
Welcome to the 100th strip in Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. So, what part of “’til death do us part” did you not understand?
“Where are you from?” is a question that frequently stumps Marisa Iati, whose article was awarded an honorable mention in this magazine’s 2015 Young Alumni Essay contest.
I stood outside Main Building just before midnight this past Sunday, shivering in the frigid snow, waiting for my candle to be lit. A classmate shared a light; I hurried through the door. A huge gust of below-freezing wind immediately blew out the flame.