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...Sliding into home, Vanessa Y. Chandler ’02 was safe by a mile. But the umpire missed the call, if you get my drift?...

Author: By FM Staff, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Gossip Guy! | 10/11/2001 | See Source »

...family was lucky. They made it across the Chaman crossing before the Pakistanis sealed the 995-mile frontier. But millions more have been turned away, and are hemmed in at the border in makeshift, unsanitary camps. Even before Afghanistan became the focus of the U.S. war on terrorism, the country had been in the grip of a crushing famine that had caused hundreds of thousands of Afghans to flee their homes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Fleeing Before The Storm | 10/8/2001 | See Source »

...special dedications on their back: Either “In Honor of . . .” someone who was still fighting the good fight, or “In memory of . . .” someone who had finished the race; occasionally these were set above a photograph. Around the five-mile mark the walkers from Eliot passed one man walking alone, an “In memory of” across his back. His stride was firm and his focus imperturbable—in a fearsome, solitary quest to do honorably by the loved one whom cancer had taken away...

Author: By Brian P. Quinn, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: An Eliot Tradition: The Jimmy Fund's Friends From Across the Charles | 10/4/2001 | See Source »

...normalcy. They’re kids who love trains and purple and roses and want to be firemen, kids who seem shining and vital and alive even in a picture, even when seriously ill–and their photographs continue to line the route to the finish. By mile 24, nearing the end, past lunch at Wellesley and the miles of Heartbreak Hill and the interminable length of Brookline, those mile-marker posters take on what Amie calls “an almost totemic significance” for the walkers, who’ve now developed a slight stagger...

Author: By Brian P. Quinn, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: An Eliot Tradition: The Jimmy Fund's Friends From Across the Charles | 10/4/2001 | See Source »

...family’s fireplace depict a toddler unfettered by nightly bombings, blissfully ignorant of the war around him. He enjoyed playing with American soldiers, including my father, and eagerly showed off the pet chickens he constantly chased around the yard. Whenever he stood with my mother in the mile-long lines for rice rations, women cooed about how cute he was, about how he would be Saigon’s next big heartbreaker...

Author: By William L. Adams, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: A Word About John | 10/4/2001 | See Source »

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