Summer is baseball and fireflies, kick-the-can and running through the sprinklers. Seemingly endless afternoons at the community pool, a well-equipped foray to the Lake Michigan beaches.
Like a storyline stolen out of an Aaron Sorkin rip-off pilot, I was plunged into the Notre Dame Magazine summer internship on the morning of Monday, June 3, as the staff stared down the hard, unflinching deadline for their summer edition looming only four days ahead.
Jim Fraser ’63 always had the dream of running through the stadium tunnel ever since he attended ND as a student 50 years ago. During Reunion weekend, as he prepared to realize that dream and compete in the Sunburst marathon, he realized he forgot his shorts. So I lent him mine.
I don’t like being cold. I don’t like being wet and cold. Ergo, I don’t like water parks.
Whoever came up with these things anyway? Probably not your neighborhood environmentalist and not me either.
Over the last year and a half, I’ve been to 10 foreign countries — Rwanda, Democratic Republic of the Congo, Kenya, Ethiopia, Belgium, France, Ireland, Turkey, Haiti, Dominican Republic. I lived in Rwanda for a while and now spend most of my time in Haiti, and the rest I visited for work and play and travel. Recently, though, I’ve rediscovered the joy and beautiful diversity of the greatest country in the world — the good ole’ USA
The trip to Istanbul goes better for Jim than Chuck in this week’s Molarity. Chuck does make some nice friends in prison, though.
With a childhood in the waning days of the Cold War and adulthood in the 9/11 era, it’s a wonder it took so long for me to fall into John le Carré’s world of spies, bureaucrats and the regular people caught in their webs.
Recently I told two of my granddaughters, ages 13 and 11, that Winston Churchill was perhaps the most important man in the history of the world we know today.
Surveying the people seated in the Jordan Auditorium at Mendoza College of Business, John Bargetto ’88 smiled in wonder. “I’m impressed at your dedication to sustainability,” he said. “It had nothing to do with wine tasting, right?
My scars, the jagged edges, illuminate paths I want my children to take and shadow those I want them to avoid. I don’t want my children jumping fences. I want them to act sensibly, walk around, use the gate, that’s what gates are for.
Each pain or medical problem ends and begins with the excess weight. We can ease the pain with pills and control the infections with antibiotics, but the obesity complicates any treatment and prolongs every illness.
“What happens next?” an audience member, her voice an urgent plea, asked when the reading ended. That’s exactly the question a novelist wants to hear at a reading — people so involved they are hanging on to the story.
Welcome to Molarity Redux, the 45th strip in the updated, continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. First dates can be so slippery.