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...fellow varsity oarsman, Moritz Hafner, is spending what would be his senior year in Switzerland training for the 2008 Olympics. “Over half the varsity team at the moment seems to be sophomores,” says junior Phillip Parham, who rowed in the bow seat of the second varsity last year. “We’re outnumbered about two to one there as upperclassmen, period.”The senior contingent finds itself in the severe minority in Newell Boathouse, where the lightweight varsity program has 21 sophomores and 11 juniors on this year?...
...grew up in the Bronx. Are you a Yankees fan? -Kevin Gray, Bow, N.H.I don't really like baseball. I have family members that are Mets fans and others that are Yankees fans, so whoever wants to go to the game, I go with...
Some profess that the best things in life are free. But what if you have to search through a dumpster to find them? That doesn’t deter a handful of Harvard students. When the Bow Street Dunkin’ Donuts closes every night, the shelves are cleared and dozens of perfectly good pastries end up in bulging trash bags down a nearby alley. Juliana Fauza, manager of the store, says, “We have to throw everything away because of health issues. We cannot donate or give to anybody because of the expiration date the food...
...weren’t about ordering bagged lunches and checking up on nutrition facts; they were about proving how much better and more elegant we were than everyone else. Whither went our intricately carved wooden chairs? Our tables crafted from aged, solid oak covered in soft, silken tablecloths? Our bow-tied and jacketed service staff? The degrading and dishonorable concept of self-service—requesting our own meals on high-tech kiosks, for example—had as large a place in this elegant world of silk and mahogany as women did on the student side of the kitchen...
...revolution is in the air. Pilbeam, at least, is a graduate of Cambridge University; a Bryn Mawr alumna like Faust must be doubly careful to stay in our good books. We are, after all, the 6,500 smartest citizen-scholars on earth.In the event that Faust does not bow out gracefully this afternoon, she would do well to heed our stern command, articulated best in Ragalie’s Monday missive: “The slightest whiff of incompetence, the first blossom of injustice drives us back to the barricades.” This, President Faust, is the music...