Word: ams
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Homesickness, like seasickness, rocks you. And so in the stillness of Harrisburg, I am moved.
Yet here I am today, 188 years later, and I love singing about Harvard's sons. I don't know exactly what it is that enables me to tacitly accept the historical connotations of the first line. I am fond of the song for its archaic language, its connection to...
Am I proud of the fact that Harvard was once all male, or that non-white males weren't always included as sons? No, I am not. There will always be elements of the past we would never want to celebrate, but it is impossible to change the reality of...
I feel a little guilty for not supporting "We join in thy jubilee throng," but it's such a little thing that doesn't accomplish anything. It only reminds us of how powerful our discomfort about our history is, and how desperately we keep trying to fix what is still...
So I'm in Harrisburg this summer. "Home." My friends are all back in Maryland. I remember the first jolt of jealousy, when I received an e-mail message from a friend enthusiastically recounting a night out. In Bethesda. At home. And here I am, eating in an unfamiliar kitchen...