When the Notre Dame football team traveled to West Point for the first time in 1913, the circumstances were quaint. Jesse Harper’s team packed sandwiches for the train and brought only 14 pairs of cleats for 18 players.
When he was ready to start high school in 1993, his family moved across Puget Sound from Tacoma to a tiny logging town called Shelton. It sure didn’t feel like it at the time, but for McLeod, now 37, teenage exile would turn out to be one of the best career moves of his life.
In this second of a series of student-written pieces on the stresses and anxieties of college student life, the writer laments the social and professional dismissals that would likely follow a summer spent practicing Spanish and learning to play the mandolin.
My wife and I first met Sister Kateri Maureen Koverman in February 1975. She was bringing orphans from Vietnam to adoptive parents in the United States, and we helped babysit some of these children at the San Francisco International Airport while they awaited planes to take them to other states.
Election Day, like commencement at Notre Dame or any other school, marks both an end and a beginning. After all the votes are cast and counted, questions about the future collect like starlings in a stand of trees, noisily making themselves heard.
Of the memorable moments of grace and untold mercy I’ve encountered along the way, here is one I will never forget: Earlier this fall I had the chance to visit a first cousin whom I had not seen in more than 30 years. For many years she worked in the “adult industry” and was known all around the country and beyond.
“I think you should vote for Hillary Clinton,” our intern opines. So, do you trust him now? Do you trust that he, as a journalist, is fair in his reporting and that he is going to give you full, accurate stories, presented in a neutral way?
In this first of a series of student-written pieces on the stresses and anxieties of college student life, the writer notes that his old coping strategies didn’t quite prepare him for senior year. “My conscious self didn’t know how to process it,” he writes. “So my unconscious self filled in the gaps.”
We don’t care about the assembly-line grind that produced a car, just whether or not it runs. Even though it is whether you win or lose that ultimately matters, how a football team is built provokes more curiosity than the process of tightening the bolts on a new Toyota. Author Nicholas Dawidoff helps satisfy that curiosity in Collision Low Crossers: A Year Inside the Turbulent World of NFL Football, a book based on his total access to the 2011 New York Jets.
Things are getting a little crazy here in March/April 1981. Send lawyers, guns and money.
A correspondent ponders our new e-spresso overlords.
Another disaster has befallen Haiti in the form of Hurricane Matthew. From outside portrayals, the death and destruction is expected to further cripple the country, our poorest neighbor in the hemisphere. But Haiti is not the sum of a series of disasters, both natural and man-made.
Being an American abroad these days provides someone with a perplexing yet recurring experience. Wherever you go, people beyond our shores want to know why the American presidential campaign is approaching its conclusion as a political popularity contest between two historically unpopular candidates.
A few weeks ago, while driving from Seattle to Belfair, Washington — a drive of about 70 miles — I was tired and wondering why I’d said yes to this invitation. I was not at all prepared for the graces God would give me on that Sunday morning.
America still does make steel. That was the first piece of news that Binyamin Appelbaum of The New York Times delivered to Notre Dame students last week.
Many of us have that friend who recommends the best books to read. My friend’s name is Emma, and whenever she tells me to read something, I do it. Emma is not the kind of person to have a favorite book. But a few years back, when Emma and I were catching up, she told me that she had finally found a favorite: the fantasy novel The Name of the Wind.
Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Modern communication means never having to lose anything in translation.
Sometimes Joe Fennessy ’18 forgets about the beard. He’ll be deep in conversation — not uncommon for the outgoing Notre Dame junior — and put a hand to his chin. That’s when he’ll feel it.
Call this little parable a lesson in human nature. See if it helps illuminate what’s happening in America these days. I think it does.
Indiana’s 200th birthday party took a turn through a quiet Notre Dame campus last Saturday afternoon, an unheralded moment on a cool, sunny day that happened to coincide with the television broadcast of a football game played on a wet, windswept field some 575 miles away.
Did Joe Biden start a trend? Since Biden’s election as the first Catholic vice president eight years ago, the Democratic and Republican parties in 2012 and this year have nominated running mates born and raised as Catholics in Irish American households.
Rev. Marvin R. O’Connell ’59Ph.D., professor emeritus of history and author of Edward Sorin, a definitive biography of Notre Dame’s founder, died August 19. He was 86.
Every time a taxi makes a short trip from the Notre Dame campus to Eddy Street Commons, it drops off more than just passengers; it also leaves behind a tiny amount of pollution that lingers in the air, sometimes for years. Freshman Jake Drysdale wants to do something about that.
I came away from a conversation with Ted Barron, the new executive director of Notre Dame’s DeBartolo Performing Arts Center, thinking his job is sort of like being a fortune teller.
At a house on St. Peter, back in ‘98, two Notre Dame students promised to play music together for the rest of their lives. This past July almost 18,000 raucous, cheering, dancing fans celebrated the pact as ND-infused Umphrey’s McGee jammed two Rocky Mountain nights.
Young African entrepreneurs plant seeds for a fertile economic ecosystem.
The basilica organ, Colombian peace, bass pros, ND data, an Irish getaway, Hesburgh in sculpture and an endorsement.
The priest was talking to seminarians, but his advice is good for everyone.
Kiley Adams’ kaleidoscopic experience of the world.