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...know we need to wean you from Harvard in a figurative sense,” she said. I never knew we took it quite so literally...
...varsity race, while the Bulldogs won the Vogel Cup for their strong team performance. The Crimson came away from the day empty-handed after finishing 10.3 seconds behind Princeton and 7.5 seconds behind Yale despite staying with the field for the first 700 meters. “We knew coming in that Yale and Princeton are ranked one and two in the country,” senior five-seat Matt Young said after the race. “Even so, we thought we had good chances of doing well, but the final margin was definitely kind of disappointing...
...from all over the world—Alabama, Cuba and Puerto Rico, Germany, Guatemala, Japan, Mexico, Montenegro, and Peru. Boehm, 24, will wed Christian Móller, 32, on Sept. 6, two years after they met through mutual friends. Soon after meeting, they discovered that their German immigrant grandmothers knew each other in their home country of Guatemala. While Boehm studied government and lived in Kirkland House, Móller, 32, was still in Guatemala. But the pair saw each other every few months throughout the academic year. When Boehm was offered a consulting job in Germany last fall...
...magnanimity of my decision.But my dad had ample reason to be skeptical. Tucked away with information about Harvard were pamphlets from Duke, Stanford, Michigan, Wisconsin, Virginia, and Oklahoma, the other schools to which I sent applications. His daughter, who had filled out March Madness brackets long before she knew how to spell “Mississippi” or “Valparaiso” (but who picked Valpo over Ole Miss in a 13-over-4 stunner in 1998) was prepared to call another upset: Oklahoma or Duke over Harvard, all in the name of mayhem at Memorial Stadium...
...night, as refrains of Neil Diamond’s “Sweet Caroline” coursed through the red-clad crowd in the eighth inning, I glanced up and noticed a zero on the scoreboard. Boston starting pitcher Jon Lester was working on a no-hitter, and I knew what was to come—the Sox would not let me leave town without one last shot to the gut. As my camera’s battery wore down (no-hitters are something to be remembered, Sox or not), and we prepared for the crush that awaited...