As the weather in South Bend creeps slowly toward spring, our editor reflects on the simpler times of springs and summers gone by.
Morgan Bolt, whose book Cancer Just Is was excerpted in our pages last summer, died in December at age 27. Here, Kerry Temple remembers the outsize impact of the writer's short life.
In September, the magazine lost its former editor, Walt Collins, and our current editor lost a mentor and a friend.
Our spring issue will feature a special section on ghost stories, cryptids, and encounters with the supernatural. If you have experience with the spooky side of life, now's your chance to send us your story.
Our editor’s annual Thanksgiving thank-you goes out to all the teachers who’ve made a difference in our lives.
In recent weeks, the magazine and its writers have received a number of awards and honors.
Amid the polarization and doom-and-gloom rhetoric of modern politics, can one vote make a difference?
Mathematics professor and Notre Dame's first lay provost, Timothy O'Meara, died in June at the age of 90.
Watching events unfold over the past year has brought into focus what seems to me the central tension in American culture: Me versus Us.
The director of Notre Dame's Cushwa Center for the Study of American Catholicism has given her thoughts on the clergy sex-abuse scandal to a number of national news outlets. Now, she talks with Notre Dame Magazine.
Escape into the simple life of a no-frills lake vacation with our latest Magazine Classic.
This weekend, a new crop of freshmen — along with their parents and a fleet of overstuffed minivans — will arrive on campus for their meticulously engineered orientation. When I landed alone in South Bend 48 years ago, things were a little different.
Happiness and other head-scratchers
This decline of religion has been analyzed by sociologists and scholars, theologians and journalists, parents and priests. In this issue, we discuss it in our pages.
Ease into the season with our latest Magazine Classic.
The wise know there are many paths to God. Ken Garcia’s wildly circuitous route stands as lusty evidence that the Deity is abidingly patient and forgiving.
As graduation rolls around, our latest Magazine Classic ponders a big question posed by an optimistic young graduate: How can I best do good?
As the University's chief investment officer, Scott Malpass '84, '86MBA is Notre Dame's resident endowment czar.
Despite my previous disinterest in tomorrow-land horizons and futuristic scenarios, the awesome yet ominous frontiers of modern technology are shaping our world. We explore three of them in our Spring 2018 issue.
I have crossed campus hundreds of times over the years, but this walk felt different and I’m not sure why.
The worst part of Celeste Ng’s Little Fires Everywhere is the final 30 pages or so. And not because the ending is a disappointment. On the contrary.
In our latest Magazine Classic, Kerry Temple '74 explores the legacy of a 19-year-old freshman whose rare mistake took him and others to the boundaries of death and life.
To kick off Black History month and our new series, Magazine Classics, read the stories of nine black alumni of Notre Dame, excerpted from the collection Black Domers.
Things have changed since the segregated-school days of my childhood, but there is always more work to be done.
It was Father Robert Griffin, CSC, ’49 who first told me the tale of the sparrow flying through the grand banquet hall. I’ve pictured that fleeting sparrow a lot in the years since.
The telephone’s light was flashing when we got home. My wife checked it out. “It’s just Notre Dame calling again to ask for money,” she announced, pushing the delete button.
An evolving life over four decades on the open road
Jim Gibbons '53 worked at Notre Dame for 43 years before his death in October at age 87.
I remember thinking how weird it felt. I was sitting on an airplane in a seat next to my boss, 20 years older than me, and a man with whom I’d had minimal conversations. We were both quiet, introverted, not prone to talking. Plus he was my boss, the magazine’s editor. And I didn’t like flying.
So there’s this thing that happened, and it seemed so right at the time, the natural flowering of life and love, a moment meant to be. But that was then, and this is now.