Are you sick of paying the high costs of medications for your child? Does it make you crazy that after 10 years of parenting you can diagnose an ear infection by yourself, but you still have to go to urgent care for the amoxicillin scrip?
Seen and heard on the Notre Dame campus
Deaths in the Notre Dame family
You remember when you first heard about Fighting Irish football. It was the first time you’d ever heard of Notre Dame. The game served as an introduction to the institution, the sport the school’s emissary.
One day in May, the videographer in the Multimedia Department at Notre Dame affixed a GoPro camera to the wheelchair of Matt Swinton ’12, a finance major from Dallas. The GoPro is designed to ride on surfboards, motocross helmets and extreme skiers. Riding a wheelchair across campus may not seem adventurous, but when Matt moved to Notre Dame as a freshman, it was the bungee jump of his life.
Notre Dame’s president asks the graduating class at Wesley Theological Seminary to use their calling and their faith to reduce the hatred that divides us.
“Of all hostilities,” Dorothy Day once wrote, “one of the saddest is the war between clergy and laity.”
We have only so long to ask the questions we need to ask, have the conversations we need to have, spend the time we need to spend and heal whatever hurt our hearts are holding.
It’s said a picture’s worth a thousand words, but how many words can tell the story of four years at Notre Dame?
The legacy is a land of myth and legend. Eleven national championships. Seven Heisman trophies. Win one for the Gipper. Ara, stop the rain. Here come the Irish. Catholics vs. convicts. Play like a champion today. The tunnel. The Shirt. Touchdown Jesus. Fair Catch Corby. No. 1 Moses. The Golden Boy and the Comeback Kid.
In taking the time to stand and look, we see things in the God Quad that tell us about our University, remind us of those who founded it, suggest to us what we may be and what we may fail to be.
On May 20, Notre Dame awarded an honorary degree to Kevin J. “Seamus” Hasson ’79, ’82M.A., ’85J.D., the founder of the Becket Fund for Religious Liberty, a public-interest law firm that defends the rights of institutions and individuals “from Anglicans to Zoroastrians.” The next day, the University’s president, Rev. John I. Jenkins, CSC, announced that, “neither lightly nor gladly,” the University had filed a religious-liberty lawsuit of its own, challenging the legality of a federal rule requiring most religious employers to provide coverage for “preventive services.”
Notre Dame graduates in the news
Deaths of Notre Dame alumni
Creative work by Notre Dame people
Letters to the editor
Notre Dame has always played by its own rules. Have the tidal shifts in college football finally doomed the independent Irish?
Poetry by Mel Livatino
Leahy’s Lads — many of whom had seen combat in World War II — saw their gridiron mission as a battle for survival, duty and honor, finding glory as a team for the ages.
Professor David Hyde’s visionary work.
Enter a contest checking your pop culture knowledge of late ’70s cartoon characters when you read strips 140-144 of the popular comic Molarity, which previewed in The Observer in 1977.
For years Notre Dame women’s basketball players operated in relative obscurity, but they could always play. And once, on the old courts outside Stepan Center, a couple of them offered an impromptu clinic to a skeptical local audience. Skylar Diggins, and all she represents, was not yet a glint in anybody’s eye, but Karen Robinson ’91 and Coquese Washington ’92, ’97J.D. were her equivalent at the time.
The quaint word “fortnight” had seldom been heard in America before the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops adopted it for use in a campaign for religious liberty. A principal concern of the USCCB’s “Fortnight for Freedom” is, of course, a federal law that could require conscientious private employers (most notably Catholic ones) to support services morally repugnant to them.
Welcome to Molarity Redux, the 32nd strip in the updated, continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Hmmm, what’s Notre Dame Magazine planning next?
Last year I was a room parent for one of the first-grade classrooms at my children’s school. This year I decided the second-graders were better off without me and my efforts to impress the wellness committee with veggie skeletons and cauliflower brains at the Halloween party.
Babies are fantastic listeners. They may not know what you’re saying, but they pay rapt attention to language, and they are constantly looking for patterns to help them make sense of it all.
Notre Dame sociologist Christian Smith is leading a multiyear study aimed at learning why some folks are more generous than others. Although the work, which involves scholars from ND and other institutions, is far from complete, Smith has found one preliminary result that Catholics may find unflattering: As a group, we’re tight.
I used to think Facebook made it easy to be friends. And I guess it can if you use it correctly. But Facebook makes it easier to be a superficial friend. After all, occasionally “liking” something your “friend” says is not the same as actually being there.
When Orlando Woolridge died last month, the collected details of his life and personality illustrated just how little I knew about the man who once inspired my rapt attention — how little we all know about the athletes who pass through our consciousness, then go on with their lives while we size up their replacements.
Today is the first day of our family vacation in Texas. I’m super cranky. I could blame it on flying by myself with three kids, renting a car, getting lost, finally finding the hotel, then getting everyone fed, bathed and in front of a television. But that’s not it. I am not a good traveler.