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On May 19, Lebanon police arrested Ahmir Braxton ’25 on a fugitive from justice charge originating from the armed robbery of an armored vehicle in Colorado Springs. Braxton — a member of the Dartmouth football team — is being held in Grafton County jail without bail and is awaiting extradition to Colorado.
In a world where people can connect with others halfway around the world in mere seconds, even suggesting that society struggles from widespread feelings of loneliness may sound dichotomous.
On May 25, the Rockefeller Center for Public Policy invited three state court judges and Dartmouth alumni — New Hampshire associate justice James Bassett ’78, New Hampshire judge Christopher Keating ’86 and New Jersey associate justice Anne Patterson ’80 — to share their insights about the “powerful and controversial” roles of judges in American politics, according to the College President’s Office website.
Sian Leah Beilock will assume her new role as the 19th President of the College on June 12, College media relations specialist Jana Barnello wrote in an email statement. Beilock’s tenure will begin nearly three weeks earlier than the date outlined in the College’s initial announcement last year, which stated that Beilock would begin on July 1, Barnello wrote.
On Friday, May 12, the sisters of Alpha Phi and Kappa Kappa Gamma sororities, as well as the brothers of Gamma Delta Chi fraternity, hosted “PHrIday KKniGht LiGDXghts,” a powderpuff football fundraiser in honor of Josh Balara ’24. Balara died at age 21 in March after a battle with stage four adrenal cancer. He was an offensive lineman on the Dartmouth football team and a member of GDX, and he is remembered for his warmth and sense of humor.
As much as I’ve enjoyed my time at Dartmouth, I’ve noticed something: Dartmouth does not have an intellectual culture. This is not to say the classes are not difficult or the students are not intelligent, but rather that our outlook on education is in severe disarray with the mission of the College. Higher education should be a privilege. It seems now, however, the educational goals of students have shifted to the following: Take the courses with the least work possible to get the highest grades possible with the littlest possible regard for learning.
What’s the first thing you think of when you hear “Dartmouth Library?” Is it Baker tower? Books in the stacks? Studying? Grabbing a bite at Novack? All good answers: The library provides a lot of resources, from social spaces to research consultations with librarians. When I was asked this recently, my answer was “people” — specifically, the people who work in the library. As someone who works there myself, that probably comes as no surprise. Nor would it surprise me if that wasn’t the first thought for most people, since a lot of what we do is more or less invisible by design.
This reflection started where many often do: on the far side of Occom. At ripe dusk, the pond wasn’t completely still, but the low-hanging light cast detailed reflections over the water’s surface. The image reminded me of an upwards-facing mirror at the bottom of a Roman cathedral, the entire sky and rim of the earth contained imperfectly at my feet. In my frame there were so many types of trees: young saplings flaunting electric lime leaves, towering pines and even one kind of optical illusion tree where maroon-seeming leaves morphed into a deep green upon closer inspection. Yellow daffodils swayed at Occom’s edge like nervous divers, shifting their weight from foot to foot before taking the plunge.
I knew coming to Dartmouth that I wanted to be involved in the Christian community. For the last four years, as the community has shifted, I have also grown as a person. At the start of my journey, I was a part of more Protestant circles, given my background in Southern Baptist churches. However, by the end of my time at Dartmouth, I feel more that after my ponderings, I have been more drawn to Catholicism, now feeling more at home with Aquinas House and the Eucharist.
Out of all the things I expected from college, dressing up in a silver, spray-painted keg costume was not one of them.
More than two years later, I still think about former Dean of the College Kathryn Lively’s email from January 2021. She wrote, the day after the January 6 insurrection and during an ongoing pandemic:
Sept. 4, 2019 was a day of many firsts. It was the first day of college, my first day of adulthood (my 18th birthday), the first day of First-Year Trips and my first day in squeaky new hiking shoes. As I packed my borrowed framepack with necessities for the upcoming hike, it struck me more concretely: I was no longer in suburbia. In fact, my hometown of Scarsdale, New York was far behind me. I parted ways with my parents, split a surprise Lou’s birthday cake with my fellow tripees and mentally prepared to “rough it” for the first time in my life.
Green Key marks Dartmouth’s annual spring concert weekend. Celebrating the spring weather, Green Key serves as the last major instance of organized fun before the drudgery of finals. Organized and sponsored by the Collis Governing Board and the Collis Center for Student Involvement, the weekend brings live outdoor music for students to enjoy. With some students’ weekends starting on Wednesday night and many professors canceling Friday classes, the culture surrounding Green Key cultivates a rare moment when many Dartmouth students put aside their commitments to prioritize and enjoy the campus community beyond the classroom. Notably, this year’s concert featured headliner Neon Trees, Cochise, “Battle of the Bands” winner Frank and “Duel of the DJs” winner Duckfoot on the Gold Coast Lawn.
There’s an age-old saying on many college campuses: You can spot a freshman. What’s true of the freshmen also applies to those who will soon leave us here at Dartmouth — the seniors. While some ’26s sport shiny new sneakers, crisp clothing and an air of naïvete, seniors can often be identified by their personalized style. They’ve spent four years on this campus growing into their own, and many of their styles reflect their growth and upperclassman confidence.
Here we are. Week 10: The final stretch. Boy, it’s scary. At the end of every term and academic year, we find ourselves wondering how time has managed to just slip away. The unpredictability of spring term weather is a factor. April showers and wintery gusts of wind linger until Week 5, and then suddenly the sun comes out and summer is right around the corner. May is marked by wanting to live in the soreness in your limbs from standing so long at the Green Key concert, to the gentle chill of late night walks home from the library during finals season, and the creamy texture of IC4U ice cream that you’ve drowned in sprinkles. Now, we try to memorize the people whose smiles and laughs have made this year so meaningful.
With a crumbling roof and rising energy bills, many homeowners in the Upper Valley are experiencing energy insecurity. “I was afraid that as I got older my home would fall apart to the point where I would end up homeless. I have no savings, and no prospect of savings, so this seemed like something that I couldn’t solve, no matter what I did,” one Upper Valley resident said.
The last few months have been filled with conversations about ChatGPT, a language-based AI that answers user questions with a detailed response. Users can input questions ranging from “find me a recipe” to “summarize Titanic.” We all seem to be attempting to understand this artificially intelligent chat bot, while staying wary of its potential dangers. Though ChatCPT has many potential benefits, I argue that its use in journalism poses flaws and even dangers.
Re: Dunford: My Big Frat Greek Psychosis (May 25, 2023)
Over the course of his life, John Greenslade Skewes ’51 TU ’56 had a “peaceful” attitude that profoundly impacted everyone around him, according to his son David Skewes.
