Some years ago I decided that I would invite 10 students to my room in Dillon Hall one random evening. I blind copied all of them so no one knew who else was coming. I told them I would be serving pizza. And everyone would have an opportunity to tell the story of how they came to Notre Dame.
Maybe boredom explains why we’re not paying attention to what’s happening right now with Social Security and Medicare, the subject of a lunch-hour presentation that accountancy professor Jeff Burks ’97 made on campus a few weeks ago. If so, it appears our indifference will cost us.
Junior Parents Weekend didn’t even cross the author’s radar until he received an email from his son in late October. “He was in Dublin for the fall semester, and our communications with him were typically erratic and brief, so the fact he mentioned it at all gave us a clue: This was important.”
Before we bid farewell to the lovers’ month, our spring intern has a few observations to make about the state of romance — and its annual celebration — on campus.
When President Donald Trump takes the rostrum next week for his first address to a joint session of Congress, will he train his rhetorical firepower on what he asserts is “the enemy of the American people”?
A medical doctor and a Syrian immigrant, my colleague Yousef is driven by fear that a knock on the door could mean the end of his American dream.
Today, the art of letter writing has been largely lost. One can, of course, fairly ask: Who needs to write letters anymore, with the advent of email, text messaging and Facebook? Well, two young women writers — Amy Andrews and Jessica Mesman Griffith — discovered the need or, rather, the spiritual need to do so.
Contemplating the future? Let it never be said that you dreamed too small.
Animal House. Old School. Van Wilder. If you ask any student in America for a “college movie,” the odds are you’ll be told to go watch one of these, or another like them. Everybody knows a college movie when they see one, because these movies have one thing in common: beer.
Our saga begins with an email from the magazine’s art director at 9:08 a.m. on Wednesday, December 14. It read: “While on my way to work I saw a near frozen cat in the middle of a field too cold to go any further. I picked him up and took him home. Need to run to the store to get litter. Should be in shortly.”
Why is there so much unrest in the Middle East? Political scientist Scott Hibbard, a visiting research fellow at the Kroc Institute of International Peace Studies, points to the fallout from America’s 15-year-old, no-win war on terror.
Let me tell you a story. It should sound familiar. It’s about a local judge who is supposed to decide a complicated insurance case.
For four years, after Christmas break, I’d headed back to Notre Dame for a brand new semester, a fresh start. New classes, new professors, a clean slate. This was different.
The same day I started reading The Girls, I heard that Charles Manson, age 82, had been taken from his jail cell to the hospital. A fitting coincidence of timing, as the actions of a Manson-like cult form the backdrop of Emma Cline’s unsettling coming-of-age novel.
Welcome to Molarity Redux, the continuing adventures of Jim Mole and friends. Crisis?! What crisis?
Congratulations on getting into the school of your dreams. I know you put a lot of work into getting here, so, well done. Okay, now that we have that behind us. . . .